Taboo Runs Wild
But I’ve been soaked for him since I was sixteen, when I stumbled into his room and caught him destroying a filthy she-wolf whore.
I hid, watching him fuck her from behind, his massive cock slamming into her dripping hole, her ass jiggling with every brutal thrust.
I saw him lean back, smirking as she gagged on his thick shaft, choking as he forced it down her throat, his hips bucking to make her swallow every inch.
Now, at twenty, I can’t stop picturing his huge, calloused hands mauling my tits, squeezing until they ache, twisting my nipples until I scream.