Chapter 46

I followed her and couldn't believe how starkly the handprints stood out on her ass cheeks. There was a sheen of sweat on her. The insides of her thighs glistened. Thick, milky cum leaked down her legs. She looked like the definition of "used."

We sat on the couch in the parlor, and she put her head in my lap. I stroked her hair.

"Was it everything you hoped?" I asked.

"I can't even tell you," she said. "It's like some sort of sexual demon takes over my body with him."

I didn't say anything.

"I meant it," she continued. "I don't know how many times I came. I lost count at like seventeen."

"I believe you," I said. It was notable to me that this was a rare occasion when Kat appeared to be completely fucked out. Usually, sex made her even more buyoant than usual.

"Did it hurt you to watch?" she asked.

"Not at all," I said. &q