Hardcore Pervert Woman Who Craves More Than Just Filming 2

My ears are ringing so loud, I can barely hear the cries of Violet begging her husband to stop. I even hung out with Alaina, the Asian girl I met at the party where I blacked out. “Violet, what’s going on? Thankfully, my mom was showing me the benefit of a doubt. “Uhhh yeah…guess you can say that.” I tell him while everyone at the table makes eye contact with me. Don’t let me catch you in ANY kind of contact with her again…otherwise…nobody will EVER find your body!”
The last part he whispers to me, he takes his hand and shoves it hard against my ribs where he kicked me. Bored not having much to do, I obediently step out and head to the store. They know something is not right. Clark stares at both me and Violet. We need to talk! As I grab a few bags, I spot a familiar figure to my left. We grabbed some food from the food court and then chill for a little bit. I still had my undershirt and my pants on, just lowered down to my knees.