She leaves on weak, wobbly legs.

Emma walks to the door as some of the other tenants, who woke up to the screams of passion, watch in disbelief the young actress unlocks and opens the door to their house of depravity.

She has trouble walking straight as her thin legs barely hold her. She is far too lost in pleasure and satisfaction to realize everyone in the building looks at her knowingly after hearing her ordeal and for the copious amount of sperm coating her face and leaking on her numb legs. She is literally dripping with cum, but she doesn't notice it until she enters her car and sees herself in the rear view mirror. At that sight her mind is thrown in a heated debate between the whore she discovered herself to be and the public Emma Watson, the girl who everyone knows and who is a role model for so many young girls across the world. She searches around for tissues to freshen up a little.

While a part of her is absolutely shocked and profoundly disturbed by what happened since last night, an other relishes the warmth of cum on and in her. Part of her hates her for her slutty behavior, an other wants nothing more than be fucked senseless until she passes out. After several minutes to clean herself up and ponder her actions and the recent events she is still torn between despise for herself and hunger for more.

She tries to push these thoughts to the back of her mind as she drives home to prepare for the day ahead of her.