Victoria, A Seasoned Temptress With Generous Curves

The walls of her throat convulsed around the girth of my helmet and her body started to spasm. “That’s it sweetie, that’s what I want to hear.”
She kicked her bare feet against the hard floor, presumably a pitiful attempt to waylay some of the pain. XXX Don’t do it. It’s only a matter of time before they come knocking at my door, and last I checked boredom is not really considered an adequate defence for serial killing. I let go and the body fell. As my girth squeezed in and stretched her and I slowly forced my entire length in she screamed. “Kiss it now!”
Sobbing, she tried to purse her lips, but another slap stopped her. Vomit flew out – all over my cock, down my trousers, on my shoes. I grabbed a clump of her hair and yanked her head closer till her face was inches from my cock. She wailed like a new-born, her body jolting and convulsing. She didn’t dare move an