Forbidden Delirium

~Siena~

I spun in front of the full-length glass, my bare feet slapping hard against the plush yacht rug. The white towel was still bunched up and twisted dangerously low under my breasts. One heavy tit hung out of the terrycloth prison, the pale skin contrasting sharply with the dark bruise forming near the peak. My ruined panties clung to my upper thighs. They were soaked through, sticking to m