When did he get out of the car? How did they get inside? Had he cum? He didn't remember, there was no feeling of relief that washed over him. But they were inside, her kissing him heatedly and pressed against him.
His vision was hazy, clouded, before it cleared. He was in the bedroom, on top of Millie, with his hands wrapped around her throat. And she looked like she was having the time of her life.
"M...Make me...cum...~ I-I was...such a good girl...~ y-you can throat fuh...fuck me...~ I promise...~ j-just please...~ please, baby...~ I-I'm s...so wet...~" She gasped.
His vision blurred hard and he was flung violently into his delusions again, being pressed against by her as they kissed. When he was ripped back to reality, and his cock was deep in her throat as he moved, pressing her wand to her clit.