Nash shoves his fingers between my swollen lips and fucks my mouth with a smirk There is a gleam of satisfaction and approval in his bright eyes. How did I get here? Why am I letting him do this to me? Saliva pools on my tongue as he watches me before pulling his wet fingers free. They’re dropping as Nash finds my already well used hole. Isn’t he tired? Hasn’t he used me enough? Why is he still looking at me as if he wants to devour me? I sink my teeth into my bottom lip and swallow my moan…