lesbian-cockslut: Ten minutes into their second date, he’d taken off his belt, wrapped it arou
lesbian-cockslut: Ten minutes into their second date, he’d taken off his belt, wrapped it around her neck, pushed her up against the couch and shoved the whole hot length of his dick into her already-swollen cunt. She’d tried to scream but he’d pulled the belt tight.“Spread your ass cheeks,” he snarls as he starts moving in and out. She groans roughly and does it; now he can get that much farther every time he spikes up into her body. She feels his balls at the mouth of her cunt and his cockhead relentlessly pushing up, up, up into her tender cervix. She groans again, the sound almost strangled off by the belt.She’s starting to wheeze, the blood rushing in her ears. The buckle is pushing into her neck; she shudders around his shaft when she first feels the cold touch of the metal under her chin. His dick is a thick heavy spear running through her, running her through. She’s impaled on him, pinned against the couch, her hands busy exposing herself.He starts pulling up on the belt, slowly, and just as slowly pulls his cock halfway out of her pussy. She whines and shivers. If she could talk she would beg. And beg. And beg.“Don’t worry, bitch,” he says, his breath warm against her ear. “I’m going to give you what you want.”Then he’s thrust himself back in so suddenly that all she can register is the stars exploding behind her eyelids. She would howl if she could. She would yelp like his bitch, like the bitch she is. She would beg him some more. She would tell him she needs it, his cock pounding inside her; she would tell him she needs him to batter her cunt back into the Stone Age.And she’s lucky, because he knows, and he does it. -- source link