GENEVIEVE
Holy s**t. I've never felt so exposed as I do when he's watching me intently, as if he didn't have a full view of me last night. As if his fingers didn't wreak havoc inside me and leave me exhausted. Still torturing my n****e, he lifts his hand and cups me through my panties, and I shiver, my head lolling to the side because I want to see him watch me.
- Mmm. You're wet, Little Girl.
-I am?
"You are. So, so wet." He runs his fingers up and down my folds, and even though it's only through the material, my p***y throbs with need.
- Dan…
-Yes?
- I need... I need...
- What do you need? Tell me.
- More... just more.
"But you're a bad girl. You let boys touch you, grope you, put their hands on those n*****s and that p***y, don't you?"
- I... won't go
