Bondage Whore Begs Gor Master to Stop Fucking Her

My bondage whore pussy squirted all over his cock again. My legs were shaking. And my throat was sore from screaming and moaning. The rope he tied me up with was digging into my skin, but I couldn’t feel anything except the cock slowly pumping in and out of my cunt, and the vibrator he taped to my pussy. 

Bondage Slut Begs Until She Can’t

When he pulled his cock out of my quivering cunt, he spun me around until my face was in front of his cock. It was dripping with my cunt juices and I was going to suck it dry. My mouth was watering and he took full advantage of my slut throat. He rammed his cock down my throat over and over. The sloppy mess leaked off my chin and onto the floor. He held his cock down my throat until I turned red and then pulled his cock out of my throat. Then he started spinning me back around. 

I begged him not to slide his cock back in my cunt. Everything was so sensitive. I didn’t think I could handle squirting so hard again. He slapped his cock against my wet holes. Then played peekaboo with the tip of his cock. He kept pushing just the tip in and then pulling it out. It was torture. Being teased with his cock was just as bad as being fucked crazy. I didn’t get a chance to complain. 

He held onto my thighs and rammed his cock into my cunt. My pussy gushed around his cock. His cock felt 3x bigger in my swollen cunt. I was almost crying while he fucked me. I begged him to cum inside of me through tears.he fucked me until I couldn’t say anything anymore. Then he creampied my slutty cunt. 

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