
The bathroom steam was thick—hot water pounding down like rain—but none of us felt clean.
Priya stood under the showerhead—head tilted back—letting water cascade over her marked body. Red welts from nails and teeth bloomed across her breasts and thighs; faint bruises on her hips where we’d gripped too hard. Cum still leaked slowly from both holes, mixing with the water and swirling down the drain.





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