My face rests flat against the smooth, dark wood of the dining table, my cheek pressed into the cold grain as my breath slowly returns to normal. The storm outside has finally passed, leaving nothing but the quiet, dripping of rain from the roof of the log cabin. Inside the room, the stone fireplace has burned down to a pile of glowing orange embers, casting a warm, dull light across the timber floorboards.I lie completely still, too exhausted to move a single muscle. My body is totally wrecked, trembling with a deep, ache that goes straight to my bones. Every part of me feels entirely used, utterly marked, and beautifully ruined. My breasts are heavily bruised, my nipples swollen, tight, and painfully sensitive from the rough grip of his massive hands.Lower down, my inner thighs are completely coated in a thick, slick mixture of my own juices and his hot seed. As I give a small, involuntary twitch, a warm, heavy blob of Colton’s come leaks out of my stretched core, sliding slowly do
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