My breasts were red and marked, my throat raw from choking on his massive c**k, and my legs refused to stop shaking. I had already c*m more times than I could count, but I still wanted more. I needed him to completely break me.
Kane stood beside the bed, his muscular body glistening with sweat, his enormous c**k still rock hard and shiny with our mixed juices. He looked down at me like a predator.
“Get on your chest,” he ordered, his voice deep and commanding. “Ass up high. Face down in the pillow. I am going to f**k you like the filthy cumdump you really are.”
I obeyed instantly and I turned over and pressed my chest and face into the mattress, arching my back deeply and pushing my ass up as high as I could. My knees were spread wide, presenting my dripping, c*m-filled p***y to him com
