Alone at last

Alicia sat in the bed, finally alone after taking her 11th shot of cum in her fertile pussy.
She didn't want to move, her body a sore and sorry wreck.

the once classy, ginger housewife. Now was laying on a beat up mattress in the wrong part of town and covered in fluids from four horny criminals. The **** and pot still played around in her system. She was dizzy and could barely keep her eyes open.
The thugs left their phone numbers in her purse and a joint on the bed stand.
"Call us anytime, you fuck whore" Denzel had said.
As she drifted to sleep, she thought that actually might be a good idea.