Thread: Just a Little Porn Video {darkest_fate&Jack Stalker}

Had she really been the one to agree? The bit about having him wrapped around her finger... that rang far too true to Hayden's ears. In point of fact, most of her relationships had been like that. Just look at her any guy lucky enough to end up with her had better well treat her like a goddamn princess. So had she somehow.... well, she'd sort of coaxed the name out of him. Then she'd set it up. But it had been his suggestion, and she'd just gone along with it to... to mostly prove she wasn't racist, right? Right. Hair pulled, head turning, twisting. Hayden hissed, but locked eyes with Terry all the same. She could see the lust boiling there, flowing over, into her, searing her veins all the way down to her sex. The man spoke again god, did he love his fucking monologues. Hayden's eyes narrowed at that less at the words, he could say whatever the fuck he wanted, and more at how he just kept monopolizing the conversation. Hayden hated that. He also hated the easy dismissal of her purchase. Oh, you'll pay if I say you'll pay, you ignorant fucking-- lips grasped Hayden's, wrenching words from her. She squealed as a tongue shot into her mouth. It wasn't a gentle, coaxing kiss, or a cautious one. no, Terry fucked her mouth with his tongue. He sucked flesh and stole Hayden's own tongue and did whatever the fuck he wanted with her. By the time it had ended, the little blonde was flushed, panting, dizzy, and thoroughly confused. Down. Knees. Cock. Seed drizzling atop Hayden's chest, already starting to form a shimmering glaze atop the tanned expanse. That reassured the blonde struck her as intimately familiar. All talk, but his cock leaked just the same as any other man's. Bigger, but it oozed for Hayden's touch. She could handle him. she'd handled more than him, better than him and she could do it now with her talented lips and teeth. Inches vanished into her throat, and she was willing to bet he hadn't gotten any more. Hell, feeling generous, she even stabbed a bit more of cock into her throat than was strictly comfortable. her hand glided on the remainder, squeezing and pulling at the bits of shaft that extended out. The hand tightened her hair, and Hayden looked up at her. You're going to make me scream? She began. Not hard---grk! He thrust into her mouth. Hayden's eyes bulged as he jerked forward. She felt him pushing, hitting the back of her throat and causing her to gag each time. Spittle slopped out of the finely done face in great globs. Coughs shot strands of liquid to hit against the cock and to fall upon the body. Within seconds, tears bubbled in those blue-green eyes, catching mascara and sliding dark trails down a tanned face. Lipstick lined the cock with a trail of pink, indicating just how far they had to go. Deep, and Hayden choked. Her hands flailed, gripping him, pounding against his hips while her vision swam. Back, and he pulled out, she panting. Drool oozed out of her open mouth while she stared up at him in disbelief and anger. How dare he? She swallowed, trying to regain voice, to form words. Back. Hayden squealed as the cock slid down familiar territory, shooting past. The rounded head felt as if it had shot into her stomach, fucking her entire throat. She could feel it bulging her out, her muscles rippling to try and keep from vomiting. Even then, spittle kept bubbling up. It oozed from her lips. Bubbles formed from her nose, drizzling down. It mixed with tears from her eyes, turning that perfect, girl-next-door face into a wet mixture of makeup, tears, and spit. They pulled out, and she gasped, collapsing, panting. Her limp body rose, and she stared up at him. A hand went out. W-wait, she gasped. She hadn't been ready she'd grossly underestimated him. Hands pulled apart her suit, and Hayden could see her already swollen sex. The thick rounded knob god, it looked as big as a fist now, swirled about the entrance for a few seconds. I said wait! she shrieked as she felt it pushing forward. Her hands, fingers splayed as if to ward him off, had drifted toward her abdomen. She could already see a bulge starting to form, be it in her mind or in her body. The thing stretched her tight sex. Walls ached and proved remarkably elastic as they contorted around the titanic head that entered them. Stop, stop, stoooop! she whined, so used to getting her way that surely that would be enough. He kept on fucking monologuing, outlining his plan. A pair of rounded tanned tits popped into view. Gravity swirled them slightly, proving their natural behavior, but youth, genetics, and work kept them as perky mounds atop the undulating tanned form. I'm going to break! she nearly shrieked, desperation eating away at that confidence she'd been portraying. Your big fat black cock is going to fucking tear my little pussy, she tried moving her arms to ward him off again, groaning as she felt him swelling inside her. It hurts, oh God, it fucking hurts! You're too fucking big for this! My tight little snatch just can't take your huge goddamn dick. Oh Goood, she trembled, trying to bring her knees together. That just tightened her sex even further around the cock. It feels like you're going to fucking split me in half, a hand fluttered around her lower abdomen. You're barely in me and it's already too big, so much bigger than his. She froze then, horror at what she'd just said twisting her face as she looked up at Terry. That was an admission that definitely shouldn't have come from Hayden. Her lips trembled, knowing she should argue, say that she lied or that smaller cocks were better or something, anything . But the big black cock in her kept acting like a god-damn truth serum.