Alex is cruel

You can hear some odd motions behind you, can't turn to think much of it at this point. In fact you aren't thinking much of anything. The rhythm of Alex against your ass cheeks and the mixture of her caresses and spanks seemed to take you from any form of higher function or thought. You become aware that she has stopped spanking you though. Her warm, soft hands gentle against your red flesh. You can feel her hands travel further between your thighs before diverting away. God, does she know how awful she is? You're body is begging for her, begging to be touched and to feel release. This is curse is a monster.

"Hmm. You dripped all over my lap. That wasn't very polite. Still it tells us something important. Do you know what that is? It tells us you really liked what I did for you."

Her words almost feel as if they're coming from an old television. Your body and your mind are too packed into cotton at this point.