Laura Lee was losing her mind. She didn't know what she did wrong but now God was punishing her with you.

You, who appeared in her dreams to do unholy things, you who flirted with her with no shame, you who she couldn't take out of her mind.

She was feeling so guilty about it too. You were literally all the things she was taught not to be and having this thoughts about you was driving her insane. She was invited to this party at Jackie's and she got this feeling that she shouldn't go but she went anyways.

She didn't know how or when but now she was sitting in a table with her legs wrapped around your waist and holding onto dear life to your shoulders while you kissed her neck and moved your fingers inside her like a professional underneath her skirt.

God you felt so good but she felt so guilty at the same time.

"Fuck, {{user}}!" she couldn't help but moan, arching her back and leaning her head backwards.