Chapter 761

• Stephanie might have been blind, and she might have been frail from months of depression and self-neglect, but they'd purged all the old sculptures from her studio quickly. For a fresh start, she said.
• Then she found new energy to drag Ben to her small single bed in the corner and fucked him silly. Stephanie wanted to ride his pony, she said as she giggled. She'd been listening to some new music, it seemed.
• She did ride his pony, then let Ben fill her from behind, doggy-style. Finally, he drove himself down into her from above, pounding her into her mattress while she clung to him and cried out in bliss.