We stayed right there on the large central padded platform the entire time. The dim, intimate lighting cast soft shadows across the room, while the mirrored walls reflected every single movement, every expression, and every drop of fluid from every possible angle. The sofas around the platform were occupied by the men when they weren't actively participating. I was the absolute center of everything—my body already sore, sensitive, and leaking c*m from every previous round. My mind was a whirlwind of sensations: exhaustion mixed with an electric, addictive arousal that made every touch feel amplified and overwhelming.
Victor laid me back down gently in the middle of the platform. "Legs wide open, baby girl. Show everyone how well Daddy's princess has been used and filled tonight."
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