Broken Moans: A Compilation
Charlotte wiggled her ass back, wanting more.
His palm met her bottom in a sharp spank.
Charlotte winced, then moaned.
He pulled out completely, then bottomed out in one fast move. Charlotte screamed into the rug. He fisted her hair, pulling her head up so she could keep watching her past self getting fucked like a rag doll.
Her cries resembled the ones from the feed.
“Tell me, Printsessa.” He snarled, thrusting hard enough to steal the air from her lungs. “Do you want to go back home? Would you like to leave this place and go back to your old boring life?”