Throw it away

Caoimhe sighed, tossing the sandwich into a nearby bin, as it splatters against the side of the bin, leaving a cum-covered trail as the sandwich slides down. She wipes the tears away from her, ignoring the rumbling in her tummy. She considered yelling at the lads for this, but she knew that would only encourage them. Dejectedly, with pangs of pain in her stomach to accompany the butterflies, she stood up and headed to begin the boys' massage.