I was going to die here he would kill me with out even meaning to. Blowjob sex Forcefully he threw me up against the wall. I watched the sweat trickle down his tattooed chest across the dirty tat “Kill the Cunt.”
His firm body looked chiseled and his tattoos only emphasized his exceptionally molded physique. I can feel your slick cunt, honey.” I cried and shook my head. I felt him trace his tongue over my cheek licking up my tears. The barrel glistened with my juice. For good measure he backhanded them again with his free hand. “Ouch,” first the pistol stung my tits as he hit it across them, then he slapped them with the palm of his other hand. Resuming my journey home, I walked up the stairs to my second story apartment. Look at this pussy, dripping with other men’s spooch and oozing your own cum.” He slapped it hard a few times making me sob more.
