To be your new slut!

Millie's common sense was in shambles by now. She knew everything at stake and somehow Barry... no, the Barrower had made it all seem to pale in comparison to taking his conqueror dick up her slippery pussy.

'Ahhhhh! FUCK! I want to be your new slut! I want to be your favourite FUCKIN' WHORE, SIR!!' she confessed.

Barry's signature grin was so wide his face hurt. But no mere pain could lessen the surging adrenaline and superiority he felt in ruining this bitch’s life and having her beg for it!

'THEN YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO FOR ME YOU STUPID WHORE AHAHA!'

There was no anger in his voice, merely laughter fueled by the excitement. He placed a finger over her pink pearl between her legs and with only a quick twitch her brain flickered into a pleasure-fueled insanity she could never hope to resist.