Fiona River's Sir Takes her Mouth, Cootchie and Rear entrance

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I can't refuse how good it sensed to be predominated by such a man. I couldn't stop thinking about his pipe spreading my gullet open, caressing my g-spot raw, his pipe prodding in far past it. He even nailed my asshole, making me rethink anal sex all together. My butt-hole was so cock-squeezing before he used me. He roped me to an elder sloppy crate on my back, legs high up in the air. I could only imagine what was in shop for me. I didn't observe him inject this time. I was aware he entered the apartment from his unexpected penetration. He sensed thicker in me every time his pipe went in. I could sense my cooch ream as nailed me rough. He revved me over, well-lubed up my butt-hole and jammed his pipe in. He didn't care if I was pleading for him to go slow. He doesn't like me saying him what to do. I have so much more victim teaching to do. All I could do was take it and attempt not to cum until I was given permission. I was in the ideal posture for him to do whatever he wished with me. All I wished was to taste his cum. The whole time I was expecting for it.