One night she was standing there in her panties, me with my hard dick.
She turns and sees me standing there yanking away. Busted!!! She was disgusted and pissed. Their bedroom door was closed every night after that. All I had left was smelling and licking her panties after she got out of the shower in the mornings.
I would dream of her and me fucking. I wanted to slid my dick inside her sweet wet pussy. Blowing my load filling her up with my cum.
She started blaming me for doing stuff that would get me grounded to my room. I spent a lot of time in my room, but little did she now I had some of her panties hidden in my room. I would switch them out every morning for freshly worn ones. One day she found them in my room. I was in so much trouble. She was trying to sent me away to a boys home. All I wanted was to fuck her. She started making life miserable. My love for her slowly turned.
I started hating her. I started dreaming of torturing and rapeing her. I wanted her to feel extreme pain. I want to see her struggle and cry as I violate her three unwilling holes.
Aggressively pounding her ass hole with no lube. Hearing her scream in pain as I fill her ass with my cum. Then I would shove me cock fresh for her ass right into her mouth and make her clean it. I would eventually cum in her mouth and make her swallow my load. Her tears running down her face as I wrap my hand around her throat and choke her till she passes out from the lack of air. Then I would fuck her pussy. She wakes up as I’m pounding away at her pussy cumming deep inside her. I would leave her tied up so I could use her as I wanted.
I really hate that batch.
More to cum!!!
