“Strip bitch ass up,” he demanded. Xnxx tv He knew how to control me with strength, fear, and authority. “Strip bitch ass up,” he demanded. As he was an enormous man, I held my tongue. The man pulled his cock out, spit another thick wad over his massive pecker. It felt like my insides were being rearranged for his prick. I rested my head on the door and with care inserting the key. I’m embarrassed to admit, but I blubbered like some child. Unbuckling the belt and the button my pants I hesitated for a second then felt the hard thud on my back as the other of his bare feet slammed down on a rib. How could a beat her bad enough that she would forget this bastard making me his bitch? Hot liquid burst forth inside me. The lazy bastard said nothing just drove in silence and smoked an obnoxious cigar. He leaned forward his breath was foul with the smell of a cigar. I spun around facing the big black cabby, “Hey what the fuck is your problem?”
He glowered at me. I didn’t understand how he managed to fuck me so hard and fast.
