Enough to make you realise you were very busy

Mr Smith sure had stamina you think, as more memories came back to you as you munched on some Cornflakes. He had bent you over his table spanking your tight ass until it was bright red and you were crying from pain. Gingerly sitting down you settle on the pillow in just a pair of panties and long T-shirt. Face wincing as his brutal anal fuck came right after his spanking session. For some reason his grunting over your back was so vivid, as his words, "Sluts like you deserve to be taken up the arse."

You remember him not being gentle at all his heavy body pushing you deep into the table edge. His prick spreading your rosebud painfully till he shot his dirty load up there. Finishing your bowl you take it to the kitchen sink and wipe it and clean the bowl. Sparking another flashback...

You were in the shower he had his hands on your body cleaning off his spunk that was crusting on your pussy, ass and mouth. He cleaned you off with some body wash and once he had you nice and clean he inserted his cock in your cunt once again.

Dumping the dishes on the tray to dry, you wonder how did you get back inside you didn't have your keys?