Chapter 2:

I lay there breathing hard after Lena left, my body still buzzing from that damn video. My pussy was aching, soaked through my tiny shorts. I could feel the wetness on my inner thighs. “Fuck, Mia, get a grip,” I whispered to myself, staring at the ceiling. But my hand wouldn’t listen. It slid back down under the waistband before I could stop it.

I rubbed my clit in slow circles and gasped. “Shit… I’m dripping.” My fingers moved easier because of how wet I was. The girl in the video kept flashing in my head the way she rode that cock, moaning like she couldn’t get enough....