Chapter 4
Isabelle’s POV
Victor didn’t slow down at all. He kept pounding his thick c**k into me hard from behind right there against the hallway wall.
His hips slapped against my ass with every deep thrust and his hand stayed clamped tight over my mouth to keep me from making too much noise.
My sundress was still bunched up around my waist and my panties dangled around one ankle now after he kicked my legs wider apart.
Every time he drove in deep my p***y stretched around him and juices ran down my thighs onto the floor.
My legs felt like jelly but I pushed back against him anyway because it felt too good to stop.
Mom was still moving around in the kitchen just a few feet away. I could hear her opening the fridge and setting glasses on the counter while she hummed some old so
