Tavris has to choke back a gasp, a whine that want to escape her as another finger is added to her dripping cunt, and she squeezes her eyes shut, letting her head hang down in shame, because as much as she wants to protest all these accusations, she simply can't.

"I'm s-s-s-sorry," she whines, feeling like she'd collapse if not for the desk she's bent over. "I tried, I did, I tried really, um, really hard but I can't make them go away. The thoughts, I m-mean." God, but those fingers feel so good inside her, and she can't bite back the moan this time.