I held my breath as he slowly forced himself inside me with difficulty, one hand holding my hips firmly in place, the other still gripping my hair. He spat on my little, pink, puckered ass hole and began massaging it with his thumb. xxx “Stop it,” I moaned. I shifted about awkwardly, not entirely sure what to do with myself. Read 27858 times |
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“Stop it,” I moaned. “Hey baby,” He said, the music blaring around us, giving him an excuse to get nearer. He hit me again, giving me barely enough time to cover my face. Girls danced around me in hot pants and tiny tops, barely dressed. I whimpered. “Don’t!” I said loudly, “I already told you I’m
