Elena woke to the heavy weight of a hand between her legs.
The room was still dark, only the faintest gray of pre-dawn light leaking around the edges of the heavy curtains. For a moment she didnβt remember where she was. Then the fingers movedβtwo thick digits sliding through the slick mess still coating her pussyβand everything came back in a rush: the car, the shower, the way he had packed his cum deep inside her and ordered her to keep it.

















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