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"Rey!"
There was pounding on the door.
"Rey, it's time to get up!"
"Five more minutes!" Rey responded.
"You said that twenty minutes ago, Rey. If you don't get up now, I'm getting your father."
She groaned. "Alright, alright."
The sixteen-year old brunette finally opened her eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the light peering through her window. Mornings were her least favorite part of the day, however her father waking her up would actually be the worst, so she decided to finally move her legs off her comfortable bed.
As she sat and moved her comforter, she stared blankly at the wall, before slowly getting up and stretching her arms as she did so. She groaned again.
"Is the bathroom free?" she called out to her mom.
"Yup, so hurry up or you'll have to catch the bus!"
She sighed, before finally opening her bedroom door, seeing her mother smirking at her, before leaving her to do her morning routine.
Rey lived a comfortable life with her parents. Her mom had some job that required her to travel, and her dad was somewhere high up in IT. Rey's mother would be traveling, in fact, some time today, which would leave Rey and her father alone for the entire weekend. She's not entirely sure when she started distancing herself from her father, but she knew it was obvious, and he didn't seem to mind, either. He was always busy with work, whether it be at the office or from home. So although being left home alone with her father wouldn't actually be that bad, she still wasn't looking forward to hiding up in her room the entire weekend.
Rey was barely ready in enough time for her mom to drive her to school. Lucky for her.
"Don't forget, the flight will be about five hours, and it departs at 2-something, so you won't be able to get ahold of me until at least 8 tonight, okay?" her mom reminded her for about the thousandth time.
"Got it," she said simply.
Her mom took her face in both her hands and kissed her forehead. "I love you, honey. I'll be back Tuesday night."
"I thought you said it would just be the weekend?" She asked, confused.
"Ah, I thought I told you, I'm sorry. They needed to extend the stay, but there shouldn't be any other extensions, I swear."
Rey sighed. "Kay. I'll see you then."
Rey left her mother's car with her messenger back in tow and headed towards where she knew her friends would be.
--- End of Rey's last class ---
The bell rang and Rey, Finn and Poe were the last to leave.
"Rey, are you sure you can't convince your dad to let you go to the party tonight?" Finn asked, again.
"I already told you he said I couldn't," she responded, trying not to sound annoyed.
"Just tell him you're staying at Rose's tonight!" Poe tried.
"Guys. You've known me for how long? How often has that worked?"
Both buys sighed dramatically.
"Your dad sucks, dude. Why's he such a grouch when he's the son ofHan Solo?"
Han Solo, her grandfather, was a big name in their high school, even to this day. He had been the star quarterback in his day, and broke some record of some sort that she didn't bother to care about. Everyone bragged to her about her grandfather about his many feats, even though the only one she cared about was him building an engine with hardly any help, but no one seemed to care about that.
"Don't know. He wasn't as popular," Rey replied.
They've all had this conversation many times, and they have since they were in fourth grade. Her grandpa was cool, her grandma was hot and her dad was a grouch. Bla bla bla.
"I've gotta' go guys," Rey said as they walked out of the school, deciding she'd walk home since it was only a few miles. She didn't want to be home just yet.
"Let us know if you change your mind!" Poe yelled out as he and Finn headed in the opposite direction.
"Doubtful!" she yelled back.
With that, she was on her way home. She followed the crowd of kids that would also be walking home, but she didn't know any of them, so decided to put in her headphones and listen to music instead of paying attention to them.
Because she wasn't paying attention to her surroundings, she didn't notice the grey Subaru that began to subtly follow her.
--- A couple hours later ---
Rey opens the front door to her house, immediately listening for her dad, before closing it. She doesn't hear him, so he's likely in his office with his door closed. Perfect.
She heads for the kitchen, planning to make herself a snack, when suddenly she hears the front door open. Assuming it's her father, she turns around to check, but instead she sees two men she's never seen before coming right for her. Before she gets to scream, there's a hand over her mouth, muffling any sound that she tried to make.
"We can make this easy, sweet thing, or we can make this hard. Take your pick," one of the men said, his voice gravelly.
She thought about it. Honest to God, she did, but the fight or flight reflexes came in, and she immediately bit the man's hand over her mouth and kicked whoever was in front of her.
"Dad!" she screamed, immediately trying to run for the office.
Unfortunately, both men were able to grab her immediately again, the hand once again over her mouth, and she once again bit him, tasting blood this time.
"Dad, help! Dad!" she screamed again, tears she hadn't realized were there streaming down her face.
"Goddammit," one of the men cursed, grabbing her from the front and taking her down, knocking the wind out of her.
"Dad!" she tried to call again, but her voice was breathy due to the fall.
Thankfully, her dad somehow heard her, and she heard the office door open, before she heard footsteps coming towards them.
"Rey, is everything o-" But he was clearly interrupted by the scene in front of him. One man on top of his daughter, and the other inspecting his bloody finger.
Her father immediately moved to get the man on top of her, which left him wide open for the other one, who punched him right in the face, knocking him down.
"Tie him up," the one on top of Rey said. "I've got her."
Rey couldn't see what was happening as she struggled against the man on her. He was massive, maybe even bigger than her 6'3 father. She could hear the other man struggling, she assumed her father was fighting back, but at some point he had obviously tied her father up. She was being moved now, the man grabbing both of her wrists with his one hand, before lifting them above her head and getting on his knees.
"Don't touch her!" her dad yelled. "If it's money you want, I'll give you the combination to the safe - just get off of her and leave her alone."
"Aww, why daddy? Don't want us to rape your precious little girl, here?"
The other man laughed. "I don't blame ya', man. She's a feisty one. She'll be fun to break."
Realization hit Rey and she started crying harder, louder.
"Ooh, we love it when they cry, don't we Deej?" the one on top of her said.
"We sure do," the other one growled.
"No!" her father exclaimed. Rey could hear him trying to fight the man off again, but suddenly she heard a grunt coming from her father.
"What do you say, sweet pea?" the man said on top of her. He grabbed her chin with his free hand. "We'll let your daddy supervise, even. We'll let him make sure we don't break you too much."
Rey couldn't even talk, she was so scared. Never in a million years did she think she'd be in this situation. She didn't know what to do. She was still a virgin for Christ's sake.
"Dad," she barely whispered out, hoping he could somehow help her, help both of them. She didn't know what else to do, what else to say.
"Don't" - a harsh breath - "touch" - another breath - "her." Her dad was still fighting, but she heard another grunt from him and he was quiet.
"'Don't touch her', daddy says? Ya' think we should listen to him, DJ?"
"We've never listened before," DJ laughed.
"True, but I think I thought of something that could be even more fun," the one on top of her said, the grin on his face widening sadistically.
"What ya' have in mind?" DJ asked, sounding interested.
Rey was scared. She was so scared. She could barely even register what they were talking about. She couldn't really feel her body; she felt numb.
The man on top of her maneuvered her. He pulled her up to her knees in front of him, before taking his full height, then dragging her by her hands and stopping in front of her father, forcing her on her knees in front of him.
"I'm going to give you two a choice," the man holding her said.
She could see that her father was hunched over, those grunts likely because he was punched in the stomach, but he looked up when she was brought over to him. He looked in her eyes, a determined look in his eyes, and she tried to trust that he would get them out of this.
"What is it?" her dad asked. She still couldn't talk. She was one step away from having a panic attack - she was surprised she hadn't already.
She could hear the smirk in the man's voice. "Either we take turns raping your daughter, or we let you make sweet love to her."
Her father's eyes widened, and he immediately tried to fight again, trying to get up on his feet, before being punched, again.
"They're both feisty," DJ laughed. "Watching them fuck might actually be more fun. How we gonna' convince em'?"
The man holding Rey laughed. "Like this," he says, before pulling a gun out and pointing it at her temple, seemingly out of nowhere from Rey's vantage point. She assumes he got it out of his pants.
Her father's face turned to panic and he was just above to try to fight again, before thinking better of it now that there was a gun in the man's hand.
"Ah, finally thinking there, are we daddy? Good boy," the man with her said. She could feel the cold of the gun against her temple; she wasn't numb anymore and she wasn't sure what was worse.
"Now, I'm not gonna' make you choose which one you want, but I will shoot your daughter here if you don't choose, after me and Deej here fuck the shit out of her. So it's your call, Ben Solo."
Her dad looked up at the man, surprised.
"Yeah, we know who you are," DJ laughed. "We've been stalking your daughter here for a while now - shouldn't let a pretty little thing like her walk home every day. It might attract the wrong kinda' attention."
Her dad looked down again, before looking at her. His face was desperate. She could tell he didn't know what to do - she didn't blame him. Fucking his own daughter? Gross. Letting his daughter get fucked by strangers in front of him? Also gross and fucked up. Well, they were both fucked up, she guessed, but one of the options did seem worse.
"Just-" but she was interrupted.
"I'll do it," her father said, looking at her as he said it. "I'll... I'll fu-have sex-with... with her. I'll do it, just please don't hurt her."
She didn't think he would do it. Hell, even though she was about to tell him the same thing, she wasn't sure if she'd be able to talk anyway.
"Well alright." She could hear the grin on the man's face, and could plainly see the one on DJ's face. "We're gonna' have some ground rules though, Ben Solo. I don't care which hole you use, but it's gotta' be the pussy or her ass. I'm gonna' keep my gun pointed at your baby girl the entire time, so don't stop in the middle or anything, otherwise I'll blow her face right off. Ya' got it?"
Her father nodded.
"Ooh, ooh! And you both have to cum," DJ threw in.
"Excellent addition, DJ. You both gotta' cum. If you can't satisfy your baby girl Ben Solo, I'll still blow her face off. Got it?"
Her father hesitated this time, but still nodded.
The gun at her temple pressed in harder. "You got it, sweet pea? And no fighting, capisce?"
She hesitated. Did she get it? Would she rather die? She wasn't sure - probably not, she was only sixteen. But did she want to fuck her dad? Not especially.
"Rey, please," her father said to her, his eyes boring into hers. "I'm sorry, but I'm not risking your life."
She could feel more tears leaking from her eyes. She nodded.
"Excellent," the man with the gun said. "Deej, you should be fine to leave Solo by himself now. I doubt he's going anywhere now. Go lock the doors."
DJ got up from her father and did just that, going around the house and locking the front and back doors, as well as closed all the blinds.
The gun was still pointed at Rey, still her at her temple, and her and her father were still staring at each other. She couldn't think straight, could hardly think at all. She didn't want to think about what was about to happen.
"Alright you two, let's go," the man with the gun said, before dragging her up once again, though this time so she could be on her feet. DJ was behind her father, hand on the rope tying his hands, and helped him up to his feet.
They were led up the stairs, heading in the direction of her parents' room. She didn't know how she felt about these men knowing the layout of the house, but at this point, it probably didn't matter. They said they had been stalking Rey already.
The four of them enter her parents' room. It's dark. There's a king-sized bad with the head against a wall, across from the dresser that had once belonged to her mother's mother. To the left of the bed is a massive window, of which the curtains were drawn closed, and to the right was the master bathroom.
"We'll let you two by comfy," the man with the gun said, dragging her before dumping her on the bed. She landed on her side, and on instinct, she immediately got up and went to tackle the man, before the gun was pointed at her head again. "Really, sweet pea? I can still fuck you instead, if you want it rough."
That had her hesitating again.
"I still think you should punish her," DJ said, the grin evident.
I'm inclined to agree with you, Deej," the one with the gun said. "She clearly wasn't taught by Ben Solo here."
"No, please," her father said. "She's just afraid."
"Still," he said, no grin this time.
The gun was still pointed at her, and he used it to signal her to get off the bed and come over to him. She hesitated before he looked at her expectantly, and she cautiously walked over to him. He pointed the gun to her forehead, before forcing it down, signaling her to go down to her knees.
"You said you wouldn't touch her," she heard her father growl behind her. It sounded like him and DJ were fighting, though it wouldn't be a hard fight since her father's hands were still tied.
"She also agreed to not fight, didn't she? I could've killed her already, but Imma' nice guy. So instead of killing her, I'm getting my dick blown. Sound good to you?" He had been looking at her father as he spoke, but now his eyes were back to her, daring.
She closed her eyes, gulped, before slowly getting down on her knees. "I've gotta' keep this gun pointed at you, so be a doll and unzip me, would you?"
Oh God. She couldn't do it. "D-Dad-"
"Ben Solo can't save you, sweet pea," he said to her in that sickly sweet voice. It made her want to vomit.
She brought up her hands, shakily, not even really realizing what she was doing. Was this disassociating? Perhaps. Maybe it'd help.
His pants had been unbuttoned and unzipped, so she started pulling them down, they went for his briefs, pulling those down as well. And then she saw it.
His penis.
It wasn't the first penis she'd ever seen in real life, and it certainly wasn't the biggest, but it was the first one that would ever be in her mouth. And that was terrifying. This man, this stranger, was demanding this of her, and she had no choice but to do it.
"Come on, honey, it's not that bad, I promise. You might even enjoy it," he said, the teasing obvious in his voice.
DJ snickered in the background. What Rey wasn't quite aware of yet was that DJ was making her father watch. She also wasn't aware that DJ was sneaking his hand into the front of her father's pants and grabbing his cock.
Rey took a deep breath, before lifting her right hand to lightly grasp the cock in front of her. She was able to wrap her hand around it, which strangely made her feel better - she'd seen the ones you couldn't wrap your hand around, and those were intimidating. This wasn't, technically speaking, but the situation made it worse. But she could do this.
She took another deep breath, before moving forward and getting her mouth close to the tip. Then, she let out her tongue and lightly licked the head. She heard her father groan behind her, she assumed because he hated what was happening, or maybe he had been punched again, but it didn't quite sound the same. She licked the head again, but more firmly this time, and this time the man groaned.
"There you go, sweet pea," he said, the hand not holding the gun lifting to rest on her hand and his fingers spreading through her hair. "A little more now, come on."
A tear fell down her face and hit the floor as she took the head of his penis in her mouth. She heard her father groan again. Rey lightly sucked on the head, her tongue swirling around it, getting used to the intrusion, before she slowly slid a little further down.
She could hear her father mutter something in the background, it sounded like he was lightly panting, and she heard the shifting of clothes. She started to pull off a little, wanting to know what was going on behind her, but the gun at her forehead pressed in again, and her focus went back to the dick in her mouth.
"Don't get distracted, honey. DJ's just making sure your daddy's enjoying the show, so let's help him, huh?"
That confused her, but the gun was being pressed harder into her forehead, so she figured she'd focus on her life first, which currently was dependent on the hard penis resting in her mouth.
She moved forward down, her gag reflex thankfully not going off yet. She would stop as she reached a new spot, twirling her tongue around it as he seemed to like that, then once again began moving down his length.
The man groaned a little louder this time, followed up by a loud groan from her father.
"Like that?" she heard DJ. "Like seeing your little girl with a cock in her mouth?"
"No," her father groaned, before she heard him panting again.
"That's not what I'm seeing man, just saying," DJ snickered.
What the hell was going on? Why was DJ saying her father was enjoying this? He couldn't be, could he? This was disgusting and wrong and awful and... and... She heard her father groan again, before she heard the obvious sign of someone jerking off.
Oh.
DJ was jerking her father off as they watched her blowing the man with the gun. What the-
The penis her mouth suddenly moved in her mouth and suddenly she was gagging, hard. She needed to cough this thing out of her mouth. She couldn't breathe and she tried to pull off of him, despite the gun pointed to her head.
The man let her off of him and was laughing. "And you were doing so well, baby girl. I was thinking you were enjoying yourself."
"Rey," her father said behind her, panting still.
"You didn't finish him off, did you?" the man asked, clearly talking to DJ.
"Na' man, I thought it'd be fun to jerk him as much as she blew you."
She saw the smirk on the man's face, before he tightened his hold on her head before shoving his penis between her lips. "Don't bite me, honey. I promise it'll get worse."
She heard her father groan.
The man wasn't letting her do any of the work anymore. He was now fully face fucking her, which was, in a weird way, easier. When she was doing all the work, it gave her too much time to think, too much time to focus on what was going on. Now, she had no control, she could be mindless and numb, and pretend she was somewhere else.
He didn't make her gag as much this time, which she appreciated. Weird thing to appreciate, but she did all the same.
"Fuck," her father muttered behind her. The jerking off sound was getting faster.
Before she knew it, the man was groaning and his pace was getting rougher, making her gag during every thrust now, before she suddenly had a mouth full of cum.
"Swallow it," he said from above, and she did. She swallowed every last bit of it, and it wasn't even that awful.
"Dad," she whispered after the man removed himself from her mouth. She almost didn't recognize her voice, it sounded scratchy and soft. "Are you okay?"
The men laughed, and she could only hear her father panting loudly.
"He's fine, sweet pea. Don't you worry about him. He just might be having a little crisis right now, that's all."
They men continued to laugh.
"Here, I'll show ya'," and the man adjusted the gun to let her turn her head around to look at her father.
She hadn't realized she'd been crying and her eyesight was a little watery. She wiped her eyes so she could see better, and saw DJ and her father on the bed, her father's pants still on, but undone and his penis was out on display. She saw cum on his pants, as well as in DJ's fist when she looked towards him.
"See what you did to your daddy, honey?" DJ said, a big grin on his face.
I did that?
"Dude, do ya' see her? Lookin' like a cum drunk whore. Bet we could get her to swallow loads and she'd be fucking ready for more," the man, now behind her, said.
"Rey," her father said, her eyes being drawn back to him. She looked into his eyes. "I'm okay Rey, don't worry about me, honey. Are you okay?"
She just nodded. She didn't know what else to say. She was fine, right? Probably.
"Ready to fuck your daughter now, daddy?" the man said.
Oh fuck, she almost forgot about that.
"Think we might need ta' give him a sec," DJ said, chuckling.
"Na' it's fine," the man said. "He can warm up his cock in her throat - guaranteed to make it hard quick."
Both of the men were leering at her, while her and her father were just staring at each other. She was sure she looked a mess, and he just looked a little sweaty, but somehow, in that moment, she felt safe.
And she had to hang on to that.
"Let's go, honey," the man she had just blown said to her, dragging her back over to the bed and forcing her on her knees once again, only this time she was in front of her father. "Open up that pretty mouth, darlin'. Solo doesn't look like much right now, but-"
"But he's definitely a grower," DJ interrupted, that same grin on his face.
The man let go of her hair finally, and she immediately moved her hands up to scratch and soothe her head after being dragged.
"Don't worry honey, your daddy can help you with that," the leader said, laughing again.
"Rey, I-"
"Less talky, more sucky," DJ interrupted her father.
Rey looked at her father's cock, still out of his pants, clearly spent. She's not quite sure what they mean when they say he's a 'grower' - her dad's dick was bigger soft than the man's had been hard. How was it supposed to get bigger?
She took a deep breath, looking up to see her father's face. "Dad, I-"
"Daddy," the man said, his voice suddenly right at her ear. She hadn't realized when he got that close. "Call him daddy."
"Dad, I-" She felt the gun at the back of her head this time. "D-Daddy, I - I'm sorry, I-"
"You have nothing to apologize for, baby girl," her dad said. "None of this is your fault. Please don't apologize. I'm so sorry for this happening to you, for not protecting you-"
"We're bored, ya' know," DJ interrupted, yet again. "Either suck his dick or mine."
Whelp, that made Rey's decision. She brought her gaze down once again to her father's cock, and noticed that it looked slightly bigger than before.
She took another deep breath, before leaning into her father's lap, her hand moving ahead to softly grab her father's dick.
Oh God, she thought. I'll never un-know what my dad's dick feels like.
"Your mouth, sweet pea," the man behind her said, though his mouth was thankfully not right behind her ear anymore.
She nodded, before bringing her hand with her father's dick closer to her mouth. Her tongue flicked out, lightly licking the head of his cock.
It's just a dick, she told herself, before enveloping the head of her father's cock with her mouth.
"Motherfucker" her father said immediately, and she felt his cock jerk in her mouth, making her take a little more than his head in her mouth.
She wrapped her tongue around it as much as she could, before sucking on it lightly.
"You're gonna' be a little cockwarmer for daddy, so you don't need to focus on making him cum just yet," the man behind her said. "So just get as much in there as you can."
She obeyed, moving father down her father's dick, still stopping to lick and suck to help her get used to the length and girth in her mouth. She could already feel him getting bigger in her mouth, which made her stop a bit more to breathe.
"Rey," her dad said, sounding close to tears. "God Rey, I'm so sorry."
She wasn't sure what the other men were doing, but she still felt the gun at the back of her head, so continued to suck on her father's length. It was becoming weirdly relaxing, knowing she only had to focus on sucking on him right now, not getting her face pounded into.
There was suddenly movement going on behind her, but her focus was mostly on her father's dick, so she wasn't entirely sure - until suddenly she felt her pants and underwear being pulled down. Her eyes popped open and she looked up at her dad, whose eyes also appeared to have just opened as he stared at whatever was going on behind her.
Rey tried to pull off her father, but the gun was back at her head and pushing her back down. "Not yet, honey," she heard from DJ.
Her eyes were still wide, still looking up at her dad. His eyes shifted down to look at her and she saw worry in them.
Then, she felt fingers, fingers that were much bigger than her own, suddenly at her crotch.
"Please don't," her father said, his voice strained. His cock was getting bigger in her mouth, and keeping her focus on the things around her instead of the dick in her mouth was becoming difficult.
"We won't fuck her," the man behind her said. "But we are gonna' make sure she enjoys this. She hasn't even cum once, unlike me and you, daddy-o."
The fingers explored her, passing over her nether regions, both her pussy and ass, before settling once they found her clit. Although she noticed something as they were exploring...
"You happy from blowing me or your daddy, sweet pea?" the man, now fondling her, asked.
She had no idea when she became wet - she wasn't aware she had been until she noticed that it seemed slick as the man explored her. Oh God.
One of the fingers on her clit began moving, slowly, torturously, in circles, while the other fingers tickled her lips.
Her father groaned above her and suddenly there was a fairly hard cock in her mouth, and she began to move forward down his dick again, gagging a little as he reached the back of her throat. She still didn't have his full length in her yet. Fuck.
One of the fingers slipped through her lips and plunged right into her hole. She couldn't help but to let out a small noise, which vibrated around her father's cock, making him groan as well.
"So wet down her, little girl," the man fingering her said, groaning. "Holy shit, Deej, you gotta' feel this."
Suddenly there was another finger suddenly invading her pussy, though the finger was a little smaller than the other one in her.
"Goddamn," she heard DJ say. She realized he was the other finger in her, which meant no one was holding her father down and making sure he didn't move.
Rey opened her eyes slightly, looking up at her father again, whose eyes were still wide as he looked at what was going on behind her. She didn't understand why he wasn't moving to get them out of this situation, but she felt the gun at her head and understood that there really was nothing that they could do.
The finger on her clit was distracting as it was getting faster. Rey wasn't even aware that she was also sucking harder on her father's cock, making his hands twitch as he had to fight not to put his hands in her hair.
"Give daddy-o a taste," someone said.
One of the fingers inside her slipped out and she groaned in frustration, before another finger, closer to the size of the first one, was suddenly inside her. "Don't worry, baby girl, I won't let you be empty."
She was still looking at her father as DJ was suddenly with him as well, shoving his finger in her father's mouth. "Suck," he told him. Her father's eyes were closed, but DJ told him to open them, to watch his daughter, as he sucked her juices off of a stranger's finger.
Somehow, the cock in her mouth felt even bigger suddenly, and her attention was reduced to it and the fingers playing with her pussy.
"Just keeps getting wetter and wetter back here," the man still fondling her said.
"Can't wait for her daddy to see how wet she's getting," DJ said, laughing once again.
Rey was barely paying attention. Her eyes were closed, her hands were on her father's thighs, and her mouth was moving along her father's cock, sucking as she moved up and down slowly.
"Fuck, Rey," her father groaned above her.
She groaned along with him, sucking harder on his cock as the man behind her continued to move his finger in circles on her clit and finger her.
Rey knew she was close. Her legs were lightly shaking, and she was soon moving in time with the man's thrusts as he fingers her. She was chasing it.
There were fingers in her hair and she couldn't help but to groan again as they pulled her down her father's length, soon controlling the pace for her.
Like when she was sucking off the other man, she was able to let go of the control and found herself spiraling. There were no thoughts in her head, only the cock in her mouth and the fingers at her pussy. She didn't care that the cock in her mouth belonged to her father, or that the fingers playing with her belonged to someone she didn't even know the name of. She only knew how she felt and she felt amazing and didn't know how to even comprehend what was happening to her.
"Holy shit Deej, I think she's squirting!" she thinks she heard behind her.
She didn't know what was going on. She felt a pleasure like she's never known and vaguely felt her pussy spasming as she continued to suck on the dick that was pushing its way down her throat, her gag reflex relaxed.
"Rey," a voice said above her, breaking.
It felt like awareness was coming back to her, that mind blowing pleasure finally fading away as the lower half of her body limped, still sort of being held up by the fingers still in her pussy.
"God damn, baby girl," she heard behind her. "If that wasn't the hottest thing I've ever seen. Wouldn't you agree, Ben Solo?"