Sara
“Tom… please, I can’t take this anymore,” Sara cried out desperately from the chair, her voice cracking with raw agony as fresh tears poured down her flushed cheeks. “Stop… just stop!”
Tom paused mid-thrust, still buried deep inside Emily, and turned his head sharply toward Sara.
His eyes were cold and merciless, filled with a darkness she had never seen before.
He pulled out of Emily slowly, the wet sound echoing in the tense room, before gripping Emily’s hips and positioning her properly on all fours right in front of Sara’s line of sight.
“Doggy style it is, then,” he said flatly, his voice low and dangerous.
He lined himself up with Emily’s dripping p***y and slammed back into her in one powerful stroke, making Emily gasp sharply.
Emily moaned loudly as Tom began f*****g h
