She let his mocking words spur her to anger… tube8 instead of slowly waking hours past normal, stretching luxuriously, running her hangover-cure bubble bath with the peppermint oil… he took one long moment revel in the feeling of his cock being squeezed by her ass before he began to thrust. other times she felt sick and disgusted and ashamed, afraid. rather than walking around he simply climbed onto the bed and straddled her prone chest, letting his balls brush against her breasts and over her nipples as he finished binding her. the events of the previous night hit her like a ton of bricks, all washing over her at once and making her want to start sobbing all over again as she realized yes, he was still there…




















