Kezza lifted up my legs over his shoulders and entered me again. As he rammed his horny cock in and out of my hot wet steaming cunt he turned his head...and gently kissed each of my feet in turn. Normally foot kissing is just too ticklish for me. I really can’t stand it, but the pleasure his cock was performing in my pussy made any other feeling in the rest of my body almost irrelevant. So I found it very sweet and stimulating. He continued this for so long that you guessed it - I came long and. “You’re mine. You belong to me!” he shouted, looking down at me. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to get away, but I also wanted him to take me right there. I felt his rage, his hurt when he yelled, “Fuck me whore! Fuck me you little fucking slut!” I was crazed and captivated by his passion. The power of his thrusting rubbing against my clit made me insane. I had never been fucked like that, but when he shouted, “Tell me you’re mine! Tell me!” “No! I don’t belong to you or anyone!” I was. Wack one of us, and we’ll do all that and more.??We all know you off’d my brother Silvio. The courts may not have seen it that way, but I ain’t exactly no lawyer. It’s time you answered to the Family.?Nicole shook her head, trying to plead her case, until she had to stop because the gag was causing her to retch. Through tearing eyes, she saw absolutely no compassion on Dominic’s face. The big man knelt between the woman’s widely splayed legs.?No K-Y for you, babe.? He growled. ?Yer just. Yet I was still inside that forest. While my face presented clean, I could still feel the crying colour on my cheeks. ‘this wasn’t meant to happen,’ the stranger smiled at me, ‘I’m sorry about all the stairs, there was just not other place to do this picture.’ He laughed as if he was brand new, as if he had never been scorned, ‘sorry, I forgot to ask, what is your name?’ ‘Does it matter? We’re just painting a picture and then I’ll probably never see you again.’ He lifted his eyebrows at me in.