Third person POV
The door opened with a soft creak, revealing Antonieta in a state of complete disarray.
Her hair, once impeccable, was damp with sweat on her forehead and stuck to her neck.
Her breathing was a hoarse, panting rhythm, and the hot air leaving her slightly parted lips trembled in the air.
The thin white silk t-shirt she wore was drenched in sweat, clinging to her torso like a second skin.
The translucent shirt revealed, with obscene detail, the hard, erect shape of her nipples, which punctuated the sheer fabric. Her heavy breasts moved with every gasping breath.
But it was the low, constant buzz, a mechanical and insistent sound that filled the space between them, that betrayed the most intimate secret: she had a vibrator shoved deep inside her perverted pussy.
Antonieta could barely stand still, her legs were trembling, and a deep blush covered her chest and face.
Before she could articulate any word of explanation or apology, a tall shadow emerged behind her.
