Chapter 3
Riley’s POV
“Welcome ladies and gentlemen…” the emcee said, his voice booming through the packed gala hall as the lights dimmed slightly and everyone turned toward the stage.
I stayed crouched under that heavy white tablecloth, knees digging into the carpet so hard they burned, my thighs spread as wide as I could get them so my bare soaked cunt hung open and dripping like a desperate w***e.
My heart was slamming against my ribs and my p***y would not stop clenching around nothing, juices already running down my inner thighs in thick slow trails that made my skin sticky.
The second Professor Damon Hale sat down hard in the chair right above me.
I hissed up at him in a low shaking whisper full of all the filth I had been holding back for months, I reached up to touch his l
