Chapter 21 - Candy
Vlad finally let me shower and sleep; washing myself was part agony and part rapture. My folds were spread, seemingly permanently, by the width of Vlad’s c**k. My bud was still humming with excitement. Even though I’d had too many orgasms to count, I wanted more of them.
My p***y was still producing an incredible flow of lubrication. We’d been at it for so long I was thirsty. I was playing with myself when Vlad jerked the shower door open.
“You still playing with yourself, slut?”
“Yes.” I looked up at his handsome face and felt guilty about Doug. Our marriage was probably over, and I wanted to grieve over its passing, but I couldn’t get past the heat I was feeling. Seeing Vlad standing shirtless in the shower door caused me to have another wave of longing. I wanted h
