Stallion – Spring Thomas
2“Look at this pretty little pussy,” Heather said appreciatively. Her gaze flicked downward, studying the intimate landscape. “Let me make you feel good, sweetheart,” Heather whispers. “All this yummy spunk would be wasted otherwise,” Heather said. Around them, the transformation of the room continues. He set a hard, fast pace, sawing in and out of her abused hole with wet, filthy squelches. Gaping and leaking like the filthy whore she is. A scream of ecstasy tore from her throat, echoing off the walls of the bedroom. The man ignored her desperate cries, setting a brutal pace as he began to pound into Meredith with animalistic fervor. She knew her display was affecting Meredith. Her pale skin seemed to glow in the low light, and her full lips parted slightly as if in anticipation or trepidation. I want to see all of you.” Heather said.