Fiery-haired Teen Sistya Takes Multiple Loads And Craves Extra

Their food forgotten for the time being, he stood carefully, cradling her body to his chest and carried her to the bed, laying her down and covering her before stripping himself and climbing in the other side. She wasn’t even able to attend her mother’s funeral since the police were looking for her for the murder of her mother, her stepfather having told them she fled the house after the fight. And no matter how much she gave in to him, he always degraded her as much as he could to keep her in her place, calling her every vile thing he could think of…whore…slut…fucktoy…cumdump…sometimes even worse. Softly cooing to her and holding her tight in his strong, protective arms he was finally able to get her to calm enough so she made sense again and he realized how much they needed each other…she was a balm that calmed his raging heart and he was the steel that drove away her fears. She scanned around the