Chapter 67 Sluttiness

• Their heavy breathing was the only sound that filled the room, mixed with the wet squish of their bodies pressed tightly together. Douglas was lying on top of her, his weight pinning her to the mattress, his breath heaving against her breasts.
• The room was filled with the thick musk of their bodies, permeating the space dimly illuminated only by pale silver stripes of the moonlight through the blinds. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably in the aftermath of the violent orgasm.
• Douglas gradually shifted, making Quin gasp from the sensation of his softening dick rubbing against her sensitive inner walls. He braced himself with his hands at either side of her head and pulled himself from her body, disengaging his hips.