“Please, please sir… It’s a male voice, deepish, but still retaining youth, someone in their early twenties. ass porn Your face contorts into a mixture of pain and pleasure, as you scream loudly. He shakes his head at you, trying to tell you to stop, but before you realize that, you feel yourself get grabbed by your hair, yanked back hard, and flung halfway across the room, slamming hard into the china cabinet, glass and china shattering all around and on you. Understood, slut?” he growls, as your arms and legs land on the floor, too weak to move. It’s two in the morning, as can be seen on the alarm clock next to the bed. You take a quick glance to Ray’s side of the bed, worried he might be dead, but find that he’s not there. You see the clock move over to 2:08, and you close your eyes. Your aggressor keeps fucking you, obliging your request, shoving deeper, slamming like a jackhammer, stretching your ass to the point where you know it will gape when he’s done with it.
