She could feel Meredith trembling, hear her breathy moans and cries of pleasure. Heather slowly and sensuously fingered herself. Heather eagerly awaited Meredith’s response as she builds delicious tension and anticipation for the depraved acts to come. She dressed in her usual gothic style – black lace top, ripped jeans, and combat boots. and mine. Meredith’s mind reeled, panic gripping her heart as she understood the true, sickening nature of the initiation Heather had planned. Obscene squelching noises filled the room as Heather finger-fucks Meredith harder and faster. I love seeing you like this. The football player grunted, fucking Heather’s face with short, sharp thrusts, using her mouth. Her inner walls were deep, velvety pink. You’ve learned. She plunged three fingers deep into her soaked, clenching pussy. – Aiden, the wide receiver, brandished a girthy 9-inch, uncut Cockney, his musky scent filling the air as his foreskin flared. “That’s it, Meredith. Meredith thrashed wildly in the man’s iron grip, desperate to escape the dual violation.
