Nightmares and Feedback

ELARA POV.

My hands were shaking so badly that I could barely pull the heavy fabric of my discarded sweatshirt over my head. My entire body felt like it had been run over by a freight train of pure, concentrated physical pleasure. Every single muscle in my legs trembled uncontrollably as I reached down into the dirt, picking up my denim shorts and my absolutely soaked panties. The intense, relent