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Derelict
Moon
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- Mar 10, 2010
She was crying. She was crying for your help. She was crying for your help and you just watched.
You hid as I held her head down. She was your best friend and you just hid. She needed your help. She was crying for your help. Crying and you just hid. Hid while I pounded her face. Hid while I slammed my cock into her throat, making her sputter and choke. Hid while I used her face like a toy, flipping her over as soon as I needed more.
You watched as flipped her over, amazed at the spit and precum that had glazed all over her face. She’d looked perfect before. Her hair and her makeup and her dress and her jewelry. Now she was a mess. A mess of tangled hair. A mess of drool and smears. A mess of tatters and tears. She’s struggling and you just watched. Watched while I forced her legs open. Watched while I hammered my too thick cock inside of her. Watched while I fucked her into a sobbing, quivering puddle.
You orgasmed as she sobbed, your fingers dancing over your cunt, your clit, your soul. She was collapsing in on herself. Her panic and rage, gone. Her strength, mine. Her virginity, mine. She was sobbing in a heap and you orgasmed. Orgasmed while watching her strength become mine. Came while watching her virginity become mine. Orgasmed while dreaming about me doing it all over again.
You dragged her back to me when she ran, finally coming out of hiding to help. To help me have even more fun. To help you satisfy that dripping need between your legs.
You watched as I held head head down once again. This time going slower, deeper, pushing and holding all the way inside that tight, battered throat. You watched. Watched while the passion left her body. Watched while the fight disappeared. Watched while her mind became fuzzy, my cock taking over while your desire started to push you further.
You pushed her face down harder, removing all ability for her to sob. She couldn’t even choke any more, but she struggled. Your friend was desperate to get away from me, from you, from us. Desperation turned to dire panic as she turned from pink to red. From red to purple. Were you going to let her up for air? I smiled at you as I stroked your hair, waiting for your decision.
Like it? Great. I've put some more details on my interests here. It's a work in progress, and needs some organization, but it covers the main bits.
You hid as I held her head down. She was your best friend and you just hid. She needed your help. She was crying for your help. Crying and you just hid. Hid while I pounded her face. Hid while I slammed my cock into her throat, making her sputter and choke. Hid while I used her face like a toy, flipping her over as soon as I needed more.
You watched as flipped her over, amazed at the spit and precum that had glazed all over her face. She’d looked perfect before. Her hair and her makeup and her dress and her jewelry. Now she was a mess. A mess of tangled hair. A mess of drool and smears. A mess of tatters and tears. She’s struggling and you just watched. Watched while I forced her legs open. Watched while I hammered my too thick cock inside of her. Watched while I fucked her into a sobbing, quivering puddle.
You orgasmed as she sobbed, your fingers dancing over your cunt, your clit, your soul. She was collapsing in on herself. Her panic and rage, gone. Her strength, mine. Her virginity, mine. She was sobbing in a heap and you orgasmed. Orgasmed while watching her strength become mine. Came while watching her virginity become mine. Orgasmed while dreaming about me doing it all over again.
You dragged her back to me when she ran, finally coming out of hiding to help. To help me have even more fun. To help you satisfy that dripping need between your legs.
You watched as I held head head down once again. This time going slower, deeper, pushing and holding all the way inside that tight, battered throat. You watched. Watched while the passion left her body. Watched while the fight disappeared. Watched while her mind became fuzzy, my cock taking over while your desire started to push you further.
You pushed her face down harder, removing all ability for her to sob. She couldn’t even choke any more, but she struggled. Your friend was desperate to get away from me, from you, from us. Desperation turned to dire panic as she turned from pink to red. From red to purple. Were you going to let her up for air? I smiled at you as I stroked your hair, waiting for your decision.
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Like it? Great. I've put some more details on my interests here. It's a work in progress, and needs some organization, but it covers the main bits.