No, you keep fucking Isabella

"I'm sorry, Isabella, but a mans gotta do what a mans gotta do," you say as you continue to fuck her.

You grab one of her perfect tits and give it a squeeze. She shudders, and you are excited to know that every touch you make is a violation of her body.

Jacob is watching all of this of course. He's stroking his cock, careful not to get too excited by the show so as not to cum before he has his turn.

You fuck Isabella hard, fully embracing that what she wants of doesn't want just doesn't matter. This bitch deserves what you're giving her. First off you've never liked her, second off, why is she letting her man roam around town fucking your girlfriend. Bitch needs to learn how to please a man, you think.

You thrusts build in power and excitement as you continue. You also get more forceful with Isabella, holding her neck with one hand, slapping her tits with another.

"I hate you, John," she gasps out as your hand squeezes her neck, slightly **** her.

"Good," you reply and pound your dick as hard into her cunt as possible.

Soon you are holding Isabella down, pining her arms above her head, and shooting her cum of your cum. Isabella shakes her head in disgust as she feels your cock blasting her full of your jizz, so you slap her face hard.

You think Isabella might be holding back tears, as you shoot the last bit of your cum inside her.

"Damn, that was hot, man!" Jacob says as he slaps you on your sweaty back. He takes your place between Isabella's legs immediately.

You're surprised that Jacob dives right in with his own cock, while yours is still dripping down her legs.

Resigned to her fate as a fuck doll by now, Isabella lays almost limply as her boyfriend has your sloppy seconds. You snap a few photos when neither of them is looking, and you stick around to see Jacob finish (he cums on her titties). Then you head home back to Emma.