Ebony Lover Pleasures Fiery-haired Beauty With A Creamy Finish

Well don’t worry, bitch. Kylie’s cell buzzed. The poor girl nearly had a heart attack. Kylie’s cell buzzed. What’s wrong with me?’ Kylie thought. Let me hear your desperation, bitch.” Brayden leaned down, kissing the side of Kylie’s face as his hands caressed her hair, as his cock lanced through her young sex with full, jarring strokes. Beg for my cock, little girl. Her voice contained a yearning that somehow pulled at Kylie’s heartstrings. Please fuck me, Sir!”
“Call me ‘Master’ you ungrateful bitch.”
“Yes Master,” Kylie chirped. Her wrists chafed against the handcuffs to the point of pain, but she didn’t care. ‘Why couldn’t I just be a vanilla girly-girl? “AAAAHHH!!!” she moaned through her gag. There were just two steps left to take. “Did you like that, you nasty little bitch? Then he suddenly slammed his hips forward, leaving her breathless as she felt all 10 inches of his manhood ramming towards her cervix. Why did her best friend have this stupid obsession with rhyming?