He faded deeper; reality a blood-red smear of pain. Say it.” she brusquely commanded, ripping the strap-on out of his mouth and tossing it across the room behind her. Indian xxx What are we gonna do? Please!”
“Jesus” Gina chuckled as Tifa grabbed him by the hair, shoving her crotch into his face. She wasn’t wasting a second. SMACK she spanked his cheek sharply — always in the exact same spot — SWAT and again harder. Sharp fingernails roughly bit into his cheeks and he opened his eyes to see Tifa, the dark Venezuelan, every bit as fit, and also now wearing a strap-on. “HURG” he flinched as the hard-plastic phalis struck across his already injured nose and stung his eye. “Mmmmm, whose my piggy?” Mistress Gina asked as he felt Queen Tifa squirt lube onto his sphincter. grrroink GLICK” he snorted through his tears as Queen Tifa deep-throated him again, cutting off his air and holding it there as Gina retracted, re-lubricated and thrust into him jarringly.
