He flips you over

He fucks your face with increasing ****, his balls slapping against your chin with each brutal thrust. Tears stream down your cheeks as you gag and **** on his massive cock, your throat raw and bruised."Take it, you fucking whore," he snarls, his grip on your hair tightening painfully."I'm going to fucking destroy you." Hepulls out suddenly, leaving you gasping for air.But before you can catch your breath, he's flipping you onto your stomach and yanking your hips up, exposing your **** pussy."Time to claim the rest of you," he growls, pressing his thick head against your entrance. "I'm going to fuck you so hard, you'll never forget who owns this cunt." With a savage thrust, he buries himself inside you, tearing through your virgin barrier and claiming you completely.

He begins pounding into you mercilessly, his hips slamming against your ass with each brutal thrust. The pain is excruciating as he stretches and tears your virgin flesh, but he shows no mercy, driven by a primal urge to dominate and possess you."Fuck, you're so tight," he grunts, his fingers digging into your hips hard enough to bruise."I'm going to fucking ruin you." He leans over you, his chest pressing against your back as he continues his relentless **** on your pussy."You're mine now, cousin," he pants in your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine."I'm going to use you whenever and however I want." His hand snakes around to your clit, rubbing it roughly as he fucks you, determined to wring every last bit of pleasure from your unwilling body.

Despite the pain and humiliation, your body betrays you, responding to his brutal **** with unwanted pleasure. Soft, involuntary moans escape your lips with each thrust, growing louder as he rubs your clit. You try to bite back the sounds, but they slip out anyway, a humiliating testament to the effect he's having on you."Shut up," he snarls, his hand clamping over your mouth to muffle your cries."I don't want to hear you enjoying this, you fucking slut."But even as he silences you, his hips move faster, driven on by the knowledge that he's making you feel good against your will.Your moans vibrate against his palm, a perverse soundtrack to your violation.