Julie's POV:
My eyes were so dry even though all I did through the whole thing was cry. I kept my gaze off to the side, away from anyone else. I just laid there, forcing him to move my legs if he wanted, giving him no satisfaction of satisfying me. I sure hope he loves f*****g a corpse because that's how I felt the entire time he thrust into me.
I didn't even turn to look at him or make any motion to indicate that I noticed how his breathing changed, his moans changed, as he came inside of me. He came down and started to suck on my neck one last time before he pulled his softened c**k out of me. I felt so used and disgusting.
Before I had a chance to move or do anything, my arm was grabbed harshly and I was pulled off of the bed. I looked up and saw Mr. Tol was the one pulling me
