The trash man sitting on her chest finally pulled out and stroked himself to finish on her tits. He responded with a quick slap to her face. “
He pulled himself away from her snatch and climbed on top of the table. She wanted to ask him, but the sting on her face from the last time she spoke up still sting. He slipped it into Isabella’s mouth. Sunlight came through the window just as the last man came inside her. She felt an appendage in her left hand. Her face stung as she walked into the bathroom. Isabella would rather die than have her mom feel what she had felt tonight. “ Look away again and ill have cut your pretty face.”
The pizza man cut him a glance, Isabella could read in between the lines. And she would walk-in to her only daughter like this.
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