| MANDY'S POV |

Chris's order rooted me in place. My legs couldn't move, still weak from the way Chris had just fucked me minutes ago.

My body throbbed with aftershocks, each breath and shift a reminder of how hard Chris had pounded my pussy with his cock and how deeply he had cum inside my pussy.

The locker room air was stinging and cold, prickling across my bare skin and raising goosebumps that only made me more aware of how exposed I was under Chris's stare.

A warm trickle of Chris's cum slid down my thigh. My mind urged me to run, to grab my torn clothes and escape,...