I Enjoy Rough Doggy Style Sex And End Up With A Cum-covered Face

I stopped blocking her voice so I could hear her gasping reactions to the pain and pleasure of my assault. But without any mental intervention from me she carefully bent down and grabbed the hem of her long and very tight dress. “Oooohhhhh… aaahhhhh…. This erotic vision worked its magic and I was hard once again. You’ll be thrown in the East River tonight with lead weights round your neck.”
“Ain’t gonna happen, honey,” I told her as I ploughed further into her hot box. The famous dress was hanging loosely off her shoulders now so I let go of her ass and clasped my hands around her tits, trapping each nipple between two fingers and squeezing hard. “I give you my word on that. My name is Jerry – Lord Jeremiah Joseph Aloysius of Gallifrey if we’re being formal. Where: Madison Square Garden, New York City. I intercepted a thought forming in her mind that she would bite my dick as hard as she could.