I never would’ve let you leave if you didn’t,” the man responded. She was a mess, to say the least. He came inside Alicia and kept fucking her through it. “Not to worry, Alicia. “Not fucking answering,” sighed Hunter, bunching his hair into his hand. He hiked up her legs so her ass pointed out and pussy positioned so he could look down at it. Hunter pulled his cock out, making Alicia cough on a mixture of his pre cum and her saliva. The contact of their skin created short slapping sounds, only milliseconds long enough as Hunter was fucking her through and through. He drank down the way her eyes reflected a blip of fear. “Don’t listen to them—“ began Hunter. Her usual modest outfits switched to a tight top and a short skirt with frills. Clean and unused. “Is anyone home right now?”
“Just me. “Use this,” he sternly said, not waiting for a response from Alicia. He pushed up from the bed, positioning the head at the entrance and pushing in just his head.
