He was making her his, and she could do nothing but endure it. Tears streamed down her face but nobody cared. She could feel his cock swelling inside ...er, stretching her pussy further than it had ever been before. She was shaking and wriggling, which only made him cling tighter, keeping hold of his bitch.She felt the unthinkable. His knot was growing and it fucking hurt. He was using her as breeding stock, as somewhere to dump his gross seed. She was going nowhere fast and she knew it. Giving a. Not bothering to put the nightgown back on, she went back to their room and paused before the open window. A breeze was blowing and it felt good on her bare skin, off in the distance she could hear the thunder that the weatherman had been predicting, and flashes of light told her that the lightning was still several miles away. A big thunderstorm this time one like the one that had driven her and Bull off the hill. Another crash of thunder, and she waited for the lightning, the storm was. "MMMmmm thats good" I told her as I fucked her mouth. She had a trail of slobber dripping down from her chin. Her small perky tits were soaked in spit. I can still remember the sound - wet slurping and her breathing heavily through her nose. I kept thrusting in and out, faster and faster. My grip on her hair tightened and I could feel myself getting ready to cum."Good girl Cagney... are you ready for my cum?" I asked, she replied with a gurgled "yes" as I continued to fuck her mouth. There were. “Yeah I know & I promise all my fans will enjoy how much of a slut I can be.” She looked over her shoulder & winked at Ricky.Closing the front door behind him as he followed the the English singer, songwriter, and actress.“So Pixie welcome to Whore For The Fans.”“Oh hi” She said cheerfully as she looked around at the messy living room before walking into the kitchen & gasping loudly.“Not what you are used to right?” Ricky said as he placed his hand on back.“Er, well not really.” She said as.