Lila’s POV
I stared at my phone as it kept ringing on the nightstand. The name “Mark” flashed on the screen and my heart felt like it would explode. c*m still dripped slowly down my thighs from the night with Victor and his friends. My body felt sore everywhere with fresh bite marks on my breasts and red handprints on my ass. I took a deep breath and answered the call before it stopped.
“Hello, Mark,” I said trying to sound normal and tired. “It is late. Are you okay?”
Mark’s voice came through clear and cheerful. “Hey honey, I just finished work and wanted to check on you. How was your day at the resort? Did you relax by the beach like you planned?”
I sat on the edge of the bed and felt warm c*m leak out of my p***y onto the sheets. The guilt hit me like a wave. “It was nice,” I lied
