Chapter 2975 The Tutor's Insatiable Lust:>Ep47
- Sleep came easily for Olivia, but the quality was severely lacking. The restlessness was immediately apparent as she rolled out of the bed and struggled to gain her equilibrium, her feet touching the ground precariously. A persistent, dull thud in her temples accompanied the scattered memories of the night. The room was filled with just enough early morning light for her to perceive that both Matt and Hannah were still present and sleeping. The setting felt foreign to her, like a distant dream that kept slipping through her fingers.
- She inspected herself. The costume was still there, though it hardly had the same fresh and crisp quality as when she'd unpackaged it the day before. A crusted film tarnished the smoothness of her collarbone, and her breasts felt sore. Fragmented visions began to reach out in the murky depths of her mind. She remembered the many pairs of leering eyes, and then the series of lips and tongues on her chest. Matt's cock came next. She thought she recalled sucking it dry and swallowing his cum. And then Rick... The back of her throat felt raw as she recalled his abuse. Then her attention drifted down to her sex. Had he...?
- Her thought was interrupted as Hannah shifted in the bed. In a panic, Olivia darted for the door and exited the room as quickly and quietly as possible. Spotting what appeared to be an open bathroom across the hall, she fast-walked to it and locked herself inside. The sudden brightness was jarring, but it was a temporary safe space. There was no distinct soreness between her legs, a welcome fact that supported her blurry recollection. No one had fucked her. At least there was that, but what exactly had happened? And how could she control any damage that might have been done? She wanted to run home and hide, but wasn't sure if it would be a mistake.