After I lick him clean he told me to get on the bed. He wanted to touch and rub my body all over. Before I sat on the bed he stopped me and took off m... skimpy dress. I was standing there in my panties and bra. I got on the bed and he started kissing my legs at my ankles. As he kissed his way up my legs he said “I fuck you good soon’. He was a few inches from my crotch and he saw my scar on the inside of my left thigh, he asked what happened here. I told him it was from a motorcycle accident. It was long and thick, his hand holding it out in front of him. In his other hand was the black knife; the blade was shiny and pointed. She didn’t have to be told; Raylee opened her mouth before he brought his cock down to it, the fresh wound on her neck a reminder of disobedience. She had to bend her neck back until it hurt, but she did it as the hot flesh of his cock touched her lips. It wasn’t that she had ever sucked a man’s cock before, but this wasn’t willingly, she was being forced. He. Her long flowing auburn hair, her smile and those beautiful green eyes that sparkled. Her creamy white breasts jiggled when she laughed. Tom was having a hard time controlling his desire to fill his hands with the breasts. To feel her nipples grow at his touch. Her nipples where protruding as they poked out topping off her proud breasts. The dress she wore was doing an amazing job showing off her beautiful body. Her breasts looked like they wanted to escape from their bonds. Her dress. "She failed to respond to that and just helped herself to some younger black pussy. She placed her palms on my thighs and prepped herself the best she could to fuck me senselessly. My lips surely hurt, but those lips were golden.Despite being depleted, I got up on one elbow and felt her head with my other hand. She looked right back at me and didn't miss a beat. She moved her tongue all over those lips and gave me more than a massage, but like a miracle cure for it.That red cock hurt my slit,.