It was no surprise when she just sat there in confusion, attempting to piss him off with her nails digging through his thigh skin. A brief drop of blood fell and he began to laugh at the scent of his own blood. Pathetic, eh? With his devious smile that truly was devil-like, he thrust his hips to slam as deep as he could into her mouth and let out a horny whimper at her tongue under his shaft. His hand behind her head began to move her head like a metronome; back and forth, back and forth. He let his head go back a bit but kept his eyes on the pain-filled girl. Oh how delighted he was with their situation.
Suck it; Damn virgin. He picked up his pace in which he thrust her head back in forth. The digging of her claws and the scratches of bleeding cuts stung but only in a minor way that hardly grabbed his attention. It was as though he was invincible and fighting would only make him stronger which wasn't exactly a lie or untruthful statement. And this went on for a while as he kept a grip on her so she couldn't get away and his pleasure was growing until finally he pulled out. White squirted onto the brown face, almost into her eyes and he let out a rumble of satisfied laughter. Such a virgin.
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Fang Table By Cait.