Anna's Pov

I stood ramrod straight in the empty cabin long after Harold left.

My skirt was still somewhat hiked up, panties still pushed to the side and my thighs wet with slick cooling between them.

My cunt was thumping, aching and fucking unsatisfied. Compared to the pen I used to fuck myself at home, Harold's fingers did a much better job.

Just rubbing my fat clit with those thick fingers of his made me see stars.

To defy him, I didn't change into any new clothes. I just went to the meeting hall with my thin blue blouse framing my huge, hard nipples.

Few church youths already seated gave...