As Hannah's footsteps retreated down the hallway, I could sense her emotional turmoil through our telepathic connection. Her breath came in quick, shallow gasps as she processed the complex web of emotions swirling through her mind.
[No...] Hannah's mental voice was thick with growing conflict. Her thoughts spiraled with dark fascination as she processed what she had witnessed.
[I shouldn't think like that...] The understanding made her pussy clench painfully. [What Jack and Mom are doing...] Her mental voice dripped with reluctant arousal. [It's wrong...]
Hannah's thoughts grew darker as she processed the implications. [And I have to save Mom...] The realization made her pussy throb violently. [From Jack's grasp...] Her mental voice was thick with growing frustration.
[But how can I...] The understanding made her pussy clench painfully. [When part of me...] Her thoughts grew darker as she processed the implications. [Wants this too?]
