She closed her eyes, trying to hide from the reality of her situation, but it was no use. She was trapped, unable to move, unable to escape, as Ryan continued to use her, to take what he wanted from her. “Are you insane? Kenna’s hand continued to move slowly, her fingers wrapped around his shaft, her mind numb with the implications of what was happening. Smith to herself. For a moment, Ryan just held himself there, his hands roaming over Kenna’s naked body, his touch almost gentle, almost comforting. Ryan’s hand closed around her shoulder, his fingers exerting a gentle yet firm pressure as he guided her down. The answer didn’t take long to arrive. She looked up at Ryan, who stood over her, his cock still hard and unyielding, the tip of it hovering just inches from her face. The door closed again, and Kenna was left with the sound of Ryan’s footsteps, growing fainter as he walked away from her, out of the women’s change room, and back into the world beyond.
