Harsh Domination & submission Collection Of Molly aka Molly Matthews

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Okay, so I been witnessing her at night, witnessing the gold light of her window streaming into darkness, and the shadows that crawl along the roofline. But she was the one that come on to me, all prettified in that brief tiny sundress showing her mounds obese and perky and hard, the yank of that jummy donk leaving a trail of cunt so thick, a stud gets lost in a fog, can't keep his mind where it belongs. She was the demon clad like a whore. She might of looked like the lady next door, but she weren't nothing but a whore. And last night, she stood smack in front of the window, hoisting her slide over her head. Her fingers, those fine, gentle stems, unhooked her bra. The straps glided down slow, like a desire you been guzzling and just like that, you're falling down drunk, you're whiskey unsighted with how you can witness her in your head, her cunt, her steamy pussy, nipples, silhouette of the moon. She plays with her nipples, her milk cans white, half-shadowed. Her assets writhes. That girl's fire in the mouth, a dual glug of white lightening pulverizing like a masturbate hit on the back of your skull. Temptation. You got to kill it, got to put it away somewhere's so it don't get you. See, I'm a God‹fearing man. So it had to be done. And like I said, she come on to me. She stood naked, pressing her mounds and cunt right against that window, and I spotted her like a steam, like a mist flowing out into the night. And her eyes immobilized on mine, those dark demon eyes. I got her in the truck easy. Whore's are like that, thinking they got a stud all weak-kneed and crazy for what they got inbetween the legs, that sleek cavity, that cream colored pussy that deepthroats a stud in and don't let go. She thought she was working me. I shivered cause I spotted elder stud Demon a-staring out at me from those eyes so young and dark-skinned and obese and wet. My forearm shook when I lit her cigarette. But she was cold, like a sheet of ice, frozen, cold-blooded like a snake. "What's that for?" she asked, observing the weenie palette, the rope, the plastic wrap. "Delivery," I said, slowing the truck down. I was driving the back brink of the coal yards. Nobody around. She didn't blink. Not once. Reached over and unbuttoned me sans so much of a satiate and thank you. She grabbed my cock. Demon had a-hold of me, getting me hard and big and humping up into my eyes. I shoveled her down. I strapped her tight, her elbows near petting in back.