“But before that I want to do other things,” he said, his voice was throaty now, full of excitement, and it said a lot about the conditioning that I felt endeared to his childish and horny-little-fantasy tone of voice. I know that if I puke in this hood, I’ll surely drown in it, and it seems to be only this thought that keeps the vomit down. Xxx vedio There is nowhere to run, no way to fight him off. “All sorts of evil things I’m going to do to you, and you’re going to live in that box only coming out for chores and raping and torture and mutilation,” his voice is hoarse and I can feel his heart hammering in his chest and through his giant cock within me. He talks to me as he does this, andas before his voice is hypnotic to me and I can’t help but focus on his pain-pinpointed words:
“I dream of cutting you up with a bacon slicer, it’s what I think about when I’m bored. There is nowhere to run, no way to fight him off. I wonder can he feel the roaring pressure in my head as my brain begins to pass into oblivion. Then we’ll fry it, stick it in the dog’s dish and I’ll film you eating it.”
He is still laying with his face atop mine, his arm under my neck with fingers over
