My Bully's Possession
Does he know that even the soft sound of his sobs turns me on?
My pretty boy... Pretty hair, and pretty eyes, he's just mine, mine, and mine!
My heart swells with a powerful wave of possessiveness even now as I stare at him. His is curled into a ball, his back facing me. His pale skin is red all over. My hand imprints and bite marks all over his body satisfy a twisted part of my black soul.
His bare white ass is facing me; his cute butt hole is red and raw, and my cum drips out slowly, running down to his thigh.