Julesjordan.com – Lacey Jayne: Your Pov Fantasy Fuck Doll

Just a row of shower heads and a cloud of steam thick enough to choke on. That tension. My eyes shot open, maybe it was an accident, I thought. But my eyes kept drifting, pulled by some magnetic force. Never mind that I was built more like a stick figure than a Spartan. My problem stood before me, attached to my body, pointing straight ahead like it had a mind of its own. I leaned against the cool tile wall, trying to catch my breath and make sense of what had just happened. When he found my most private entrance, he pushed in, and I saw stars. Hips too. I heard one of the guys from down the row yell, “Hey, save some romance for the honeymoon!”

Laughter broke out, and I wanted to melt into the tile. The sound of the other guys’ laughter and chatter faded into the background, drowned out by the pounding of my heart and the rush of blood in my ears.