RUNNING A TRAIN

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Brooke's Pov "Oh, god. My pussy.........fuck.......my......" I screamed. My cunt clamped around his thick white c**k like it wanted to rip it off. Connor laughed at my teary face, slamming harder inside my cunt. My wrists burned where Malik and Tyron held me tightly. I couldn't turn, couldn't move, couldn't do anything except stare at my snatch getting wrecked. Connor f****d me like he hated me. Giving me fast, nasty strokes that made wet farting sounds escape my p***y. Pink cunt lips clinging to his c**k. "f*****g listen to that sloppy coochie," Connor grunted, sweat glistening on his forehead. "Your married hole is yapping away. Hear it? f*****g pathetic." Tyron shoved my head forward, leaving me no choice but to watch my puffy folds being forced apart. Thick creamy juice frot

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