Leila’s Descent – Part 2
I crashed down onto my bed, sighing deeply. It was night, and my room was pitch dark with only a small digital alarm clock glowing from my desk. I was wearing a soft black skirt that reached the top of my knees, and a blue shirt that wrapped neatly around my upper torso. However, I still omitted my undergarments, not liking the tightness of them on my body as I slept. My mind flashbacked to earlier in the day, remembering how I was trapped by my older brother and fucked by him. He told me to not say a word to our parents before we headed to separate bathrooms to shower. I spent a long time trying to rinse out his cum from inside of me, going as far as to dig my fingers into …