Chapter 77
Stephanie's Point of View
The oppressive silence of the room was broken only by my ragged, stumbling breaths and the sound of his hand frictioning against his pulsing dick, which challenged me with its sheer size and bulging veins. I sat beside him, my body shaking violently as if in a fever fit; the heat in my pussy made me feel as though actual fires were breaking out deep within me.
I watched his prominent veins tighten and harden with every upward and downward stroke, and I saw his eyes watching my collapse and humiliation with a cold, sadistic pleasure.
