Your hips thrust forward, back into Monica's pussy, punching the back of her womb. She had "convinced" you to fuck her after the other girls were killed. You could have sworn you loved [ M O N I K A ], but that didn't matter right now. Your hands sunk into the girl's fat hips as you thrusted into her fast, showing your dominance against the girl. She moaned loudly with each punch to the back of her womb, her hands gripping the pillow. Wait. How did this bed get here? How did this bedroom get here? Where were- [That doesn't matter you fucking stud~ Just keep fucking me forever~]