turb1967

he said in a cruel, borderline evil tone, she loved his verbal degradation, and she felt herself tingling. His grin had changed to a slight snarl, his boot now holding her hair down, "unzip my pants you whore" He spits in her face as she struggles to reach up and unbuckle his belt. Her back arched at a fifty or sixty degree angle, her knees in the air and her breasts falling out of her blouse. The bulge in his pants got bigger, making itself known to her, she moaned and finally reached his zipper, pulling it down as he abused her more, "mmmm.... you're hungry aren’t you cunt? Wanting my cock so badly, only whores want cock as bad as you do... hurry up... fuck! I won’t wait much longer" he growled at her. She was hungry