“Tick tock whore. Indian Sex I waited for a moment, I imagined the look on her face. She was too proud to touch her lip to see how bad it was. Turned out she was just a psycho in need of a hard fucking. “After tonight you’re never going to be the same again. She kept working the huge cock into her pussy. Her ass was so tight, tightest thing I’d ever been in. Somewhere in your house is a sex toy. I waited for a moment, I imagined the look on her face. I knew she wanted me to stop. I wasn’t sure. She started to object. I leaned forward taking a breast in my hand. Her expensive room, her perfect sanctuary. Her bun had come untied and her hair was a knotted mess. Her bun had come untied and her hair was a knotted mess. I kept pushing. “Oh cunt please. I paused and waited. “Uh uh uh. Her once white throne that she’d sat on like Queen Cunt was ruined and defiled. She started to push. She’d looked away. Somewhere. She moaned in pain. I could only imagine her pursed little pout.
