Chapter Four:Creampie, BarebackWhen he finally comes inside of her and pulls away, she fully expects to lay with her head against the glass and get a few minutes to herself so she can remember how to breath again, but hands wrap around her waist and keep her pinned up on the glass. She feels like a butterfly on display.
Her n*****s rub against the cold glass and she flushes when she sees the people outside making faces at her, looking both aroused and disgusted by her lewdness.
"I should keep you plugged up," the man behind her says, pushing two fingers into her, using his come as lube, thumb rubbing against her engorged c**t to make her shake and shudder.
"Ah, ah," she gasps, wanting to tell him that she can't come already. She's all wrung out.
"But alas, there's a line of fine gentl
