Class ended and the room slowly emptied.
My legs still felt shaky from the scene with Jake.
Cum was still leaking down my inner thighs, making my skin sticky.
I grabbed my sundress from the side table and headed toward the small changing area at the back of the room — just a curtained corner with a mirror and a bench.
I slipped behind the curtain, heart still racing from everything that had happened on camera.
The dress was halfway over my head when I heard footsteps behind me.
“Olivia…”
Marcus’s deep voice made me freeze. I turned, the dress still bunched around my waist, my bare breasts and c*m-smeared p***y completely exposed.
He stood just inside the curtain, eyes dark and hungry.
His c**k was clearly hard, straining against the front of his jeans.
“I’m sorry,” he said,
