“I don’t think I’m going to be able to walk back,” Liona says, breaking the silence. I sit up. “Did I hurt you?” I look over her body, glistening with sweat but dirty. She doesn’t appear to have any injuries. She searches my face and then brings up her hand and cups my chin. “No. I’ll just be sore. I’ve never been impaled by a monster dick before. It was top-notch, but yeah, I’m going to be sore.”
