Riley stood trembling in the tiny airplane bathroom, c*m pouring down her thighs in thick white streams from the intense breeding Lucas had just given her. Her skirt was bunched around her waist, blouse open, t**s exposed and marked with faint red handprints from his grip. The mirror showed a completely ruined girl — flushed face, smeared lipstick, hair messy, p***y red, swollen, and gaping, constantly leaking the stranger’s seed.
Lucas tucked his still-hard c**k back into his pants and smirked at her reflection.
“Look at yourself,” he murmured, voice low and filthy. “A proper young woman who boarded this flight looking respectable, now standing in an airplane bathroom with a stranger’s c*m dripping out of her well-bred cunt. You’re a filthy mile-high w***e, Riley. And you f*****g love i
