Julia
Upon opening the door to my house and looking at the four walls of my living room, I felt unworthy of stepping on the polished floor. Nevertheless, I closed the door behind me, and it made the sound of the heaviest iron, allowing tears to flood my eyes and immediately roll down my face. Desperate, I dropped the bags carelessly on the floor and began tearing the dress off my body, along with my panties and bra. As if I were on fire, I rushed into the bathroom. I turned on the shower and immediately felt the cold water soak my hair, cascading down my feverish body.
The sound of his ragged breathing filled my ears instantly, blending with the sound of the water hitting the floor, and my previously silent sobs grew louder, joined by screams and gasps. Unable to stop myself, I felt the heat of his mouth trailing over my skin. Disgusted, I grabbed a sponge, soaked it in liquid soap, and began scrubbing every inch of my skin and hair. I did this for hours until I felt exhausted and wea
