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Dirty Phone Sex

Dirty Phone SexMy face was smashed into the grainy and rugged concrete and he was slurring and spitting on me. He pushed me down further, grabbing my face and dragging it against the concrete. It felt like fire as I screamed and screamed for what felt like forever. He was in my face again “a little different than Dirty Phone Sex isn’t it Brenda?” He punched me in my face and spit on me while he degraded me. My body felt weak and I was bloody and bruised. He propped me up to fuck my mouth and I laid there taking his cock down my throat not fighting back. He wanted it further down my throat so he held my head as he became increasingly more violent. I started to gag enough to dry heave so he finally let up, moving to fuck my other holes. He alternated between my pussy and my ass, shoving his cock in as deep as he could, cumming in both holes and he made me choke on his fingers from behind. I felt dirty, to say the least.


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