Indian Queen 4

.Then everything went fuzzy. She felt a hand over her mouth as she made to yell. "Don't make a sound," a deep voice growled in her ear. She was pushed...up against a wall, and felt her assailant roughly tear at her tights between her legs. She breathed deeply, and braced herself for what she knew was coming. She could feel his hard cock struggling to break free of his clothing, pushing against her. She was strangely aroused by this. She could feel the man was fairly slight, she could have fought. She moaned and closed her eyes. "That's it, see how easily my finger slides in." "It feels so..." She road my finger looking directly into my eyes, hers turning from innocent to slut."Say it, angel." I pulled her forehead against mine feeling the weight of her body riding my finger, squirming over it."Sexy." She purred it like the cat in heat that she had become."Now take daddy's cock." I hesitated for a moment and under my breath whispered the word "vasectomy" an aside of sorts to our drama in. More

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