You are nothing to me, an object that I will use to meet my needs. Indian sex “Good Girl, now like my balls”. As I am close to finishing you begin to struggle and cry out, I reach up with up my left hand grab a handful of hair and slam your face into the floor, then I punch your other kidney. I control all of you from this point in time you will not move, speak, or cry out without my permission. Your mind races, you can not believe your body is betraying you this way. It hurt a bit driving into you. I yank my fist out and watch you twitch as the waves continue to wash over you. You thought I was going to rape your pussy. The ache is tremendous and and you feel the bottle pressed all the way against the deepest part of you.
