She wakes up

John's body tenses, his breath hitching as he feels himself nearing the brink. But just as he's about to reach his peak, he feels Amelia's body stir beneath him. She groans softly, her head lifting from the pillow. Her eyes flutter open, and she looks up at him with a dazed expression.

"John?" she murmurs, her voice thick with sleep and drink. "What's going on?"

John's hips freeze, his cock still buried deep within her. He looks down at her, his eyes wide with shock and guilt.

John's eyes widen, but he does not stop. Instead, he continues to move within her, his body trembling with desire and guilt. Amelia's grogginess slowly fades, replaced by confusion and discomfort. She tries to move away from him, but John's grip on her hip tightens, holding her in place.

"John, what are you doing?" Amelia asks, her voice shaking with fear.

John's heart races, his mind reeling with a mix of emotions. He wants to stop, but the pleasure is too intense, and he can't bring himself to pull away.

"John, what are you doing?" Amelia asks again, her voice trembling with fear.

John's heart races as he feels her body tense beneath him. He can't believe what he's done, how he's taken advantage of her in her **** state.

John'Cs mind is consumed with guilt, but his body is still driven by desire. He continues to thrust into Amelia, her body stiffening beneath him. She tries to wriggle out of his grasp, but he only grips her tighter. His movements become more urgent, his hips slamming into her with a **** that makes her whimper in pain. John's mind is a whirlwind of emotions, but his body only craves release. He ignores Amelia's pleas for him to stop, instead, focusing on the pleasure coursing through his veins.

Amelia's voice trembles as she speaks, her words barely above a whisper. "John, I'm not on birth control," she says, her eyes wide with fear.

John'`s heart races as he hears Amelia's words. He knows he should stop, but his body is still driven by desire. He tries to pull out, but his cock is still hard and slick with her juices. With a deep breath, he moves himself from her ass to her cunt, feeling her warmth and wetness envelop him. He can't believe what he's doing, but he can't stop himself. He begins to thrust into her again, his body trembling with pleasure and guilt. Amelia's body is still stiff beneath him, but she doesn't push him away. Instead, she lies there, her eyes closed and her body still.

John's body stills as he hears Amelia's words. He knows he needs to stop, but his body is still consumed by desire. He looks down at her, his heart heavy with guilt.

"Please, John. Just stop," Amelia whispers, her voice trembling. "I'll do anything you want, just please stop."

John's mind is racing as he tries to process what's happening. He knows he's crossed a line, and he can't believe he's let things go this far. He pulls out of her slowly, his body shaking with the effort.

"I'm sorry, Amelia. " John's eyes locked onto Amelia's, his gaze piercing as he spoke the words that would seal her fate. "But you will still do whatever I want," he growled, his voice low and menacing. Amelia's eyes widened in terror as she realized the true extent of John's control over her. She lay motionless, her body still reeling from the ****, as John's grip on her hip tightened, his fingers digging deep into her skin like a vice.