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THANKSGIVING CRAVINGS 10

Author: Author Mia
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-20 23:08:26

Jane’s POV

I woke up slowly, my body heavy and warm, blinking against the soft morning light coming through the living room windows. For a few seconds everything felt fuzzy. Then the soreness hit me. A deep, throbbing ache between my legs, in my hips, and across my breasts. My pussy felt tender and used, like it had been stretched and fucked for hours. My nipples were sensitive, and there was a dull ache in my thighs from being spread so wide.

I looked down at myself. I was fully dressed again,
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