Used And Abused As His Personal Plaything

I kissed her hard, biting down on her lower lip until I heard what was quickly becoming one of my favourite sounds; that beautiful whimper that indicated both pleasure and pain. XXX I let out a sharp breath of pleasure. And she didn’t seem to be in any hurry. She groaned and gritted her teeth. There was no doubt in my mind, no other thought in that second except for the absolute certainty that I owned her. I had to know that. With the grip I still had on her hair, I dragged her forwards and pressed her face against the bed, maintaining my grip as I lined my cock up with her pussy, and plunged into her. “Even these!” she said, cupping my sack again, “You could fit his whole sack into either

Used And Abused As His Personal Plaything

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