Chapter 116 Katerina

• I HOPE none of the webcams on the array of computers are recording.
• If they are, they're getting quite the show.
• The chair rolls over the floor, creating a pendulum that Sasha uses to fuck me mercilessly. My throat is raw from constant shouting. I'm not saying anything of substance, my mind devoted to focusing on the intense twinges of pleasure his cock delivers. His hips crank backward then forward, each thrust making my pussy tingle. The way he's moving forces my clit to grind on his skin.