Daddy’s Game
Emma slowly pulled away, and as it slipped out, cloudy white semen and clear fluids followed.
“Ugh…” Emma quickly covered her mouth, suppressing the urge to vomit, then rushed into the bathroom to wash herself. To prevent Damien from entering, she even dragged a few heavy objects in front of the door.
“So disgusting… I feel sick… hic… I’m… not… not… how did it come to this…” Emma scrubbed herself relentlessly. She rubbed so hard that her fair skin turned red, soon covered with scratch marks.