What's next?
You try not to move
Despite your damnedest, you move, moaning from the sensation, and you receive another shock, stacking your points to forty-five.
The man removes his hand from your pussy, and he starts to make out with the woman. You are not sure if it's intentional - it probably is -, but once they finish, and the man turns off the lamp on your head, he pushes it to the ground again.
“That’s another fifteen raggedy points!”
And now you are well over fifty.
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