The tedium of my non-torturing moments clings to me like a bad smell and it takes the fresh blood of a new victim to wash it away. XXNX So that’s the foreplay done with. Each thrust, like a savage punch, bounced off the back of her throat only to punch at it harder and harder and harder – her face rendered cartoony in its babyish expression of pain. She wailed like a new-born, her body jolting and convulsing. Fiona appreciated how good a punch that was by screaming and covering her face with her hands. I don’t have her actual name so I’ll call her Carey. Read 51438 times |
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The tedium of my non-torturing moments clings to me like a bad smell and it takes the fresh blood of a new victim
