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It was excruciating. “Yes, Sir. She gulped. Ouch. They came hard and fast. No, please. “I’m going to make it slow. He loved anal. The tears starting again as she returned her lips to his cock. She knew he enjoyed the friction. Feel me stretching you open.”
It was excruciating. Finally he stopped and just held his cock still; deep inside her bowels. This is about what I want and I want to hurt you tonight. She was screaming and the tears were flowing freely down her face. Her ass was red, but not raw. Ohhhh fuck. He groaned gratuitously. Every excruciating inch of it. Her ass ached afterwards. She so desperately wanted to be his paintoy; to fulfill that sadistic side of him. Ouch. Please.”
“Don’t waste your breath.
