The air was thick and mixed with the smell of sweat and a slight scent of his perfume. He lay flat on the bed, his chest rising and falling slowly as he struggled to catch his breath from all that pounding. He had a faint smirk of satisfaction on his lips. I sat motionless at the edge of the bed, my body stiff and my face turned away from him. My whole body trembled in fear of the dignity I had just lost and even as I sat there in silence, I could still hear the sound of him moaning and flogging his d**k against my p***y. I held on to the sheets tightly and pulled then up to cover my nakedness. My body ached from all that pounding and I felt a soreness between my legs as I closed them tightly. But the physical pain I felt was nothing compared to the weight inside my chest. I didn’t cry at
