I’ll always be a daddy’s girl, started early, stretched my cookie at a young age. I crave that cock control in my life, to get tortured, rape fantasies taken out on my fresh bald pretty pussy. I want all parts of my body to be roped, chained, wiped, and spread the fuck out.
Open me up, spread me far and wide, I wanna feel the breeze and flowing fluids running down my legs as I’m strapped down. My neck wrapped up to a ball, everytime you hit it, it chokes me. Nasty fuck likes to play nasty. You poured oil all over my body, rubbed me down and strapped my tits down, smashing my fatty nipples. Ropes around my legs, feet behind my back, the rubber god stuffed in my cream filled crotch, so large it hangs down, pulling my bell down.
Choked out, smashed and gashed. My torn, tingly twat wrapped around a 15 inch anaconda, standing on it own. Any move you make my cervix gets squashed, smashed, pushed, tipped, left with some rubber blubber bubbles, blasting the inside of my kitty cooter. Floor filled with bursted and broken bloody cum, scorned, torn from your twisted taboo.