I unzipped my pants, my thick, throbbing cock springing free, the veins pulsating with need as I pressed it against her slick, swollen entrance. Margaret moaned, pushing back against , trying to impale herself on my cock, but I held her hips firmly, making her wait, making her beg.
"Please, Master," she whimpered her voice a desperate, needy plea as she looked back at , her eyes filled with lust and desperation. "Please, fuck . Fill
with your cock. I need it, Master. I need you. I can't wait any longer. My pussy is on fire, Master. Please, put it out. Please, fuck ."
I grinned, a dark, sadistic smirk as I listened to her beg, her voice a low, desperate whine as she writhed and bucked against , her body shaking with need. I could feel her heat, her wetness, her pussy lips quivering against the head of my cock as she tried to take
inside her. But I held her still, making her wait, making her beg even more.
" Say it again, Margaret. Beg for my cock like the little slut you are," I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble as I slapped her ass hard, leaving a red handprint on her pale flesh.
"Please, Master!" she cried out, her voice a desperate wail as she bucked against . "Please, fuck ! I need your cock, Master. I need you to fill , to use , to fuck
like the little slut I am. Please, Master. Please!"
Finally, I gave her what she wanted. I grabbed her by the hips and slamd into her, my thick, hard cock filling her completely as she cried out, her body convulsing with pleasure. "Aaaah, Master! Just like that! Aaah! Aah! Aah! Please, fuck
harder, Master!" she scread, her voice a desperate, needy wail as I pounded into her.
I fucked her hard, my hips slapping against her ass, my cock filling her completely with each thrust. The lace of her panties rubbed against my cock, adding an extra layer of sensation as I claid her, used her, fucked her like the little slut she was. With a growl, I tugged at her panties, the delicate fabric tearing as I pulled them away from her body.
I could see her tight, pulsating asshole, winking and clenching with each brutal thrust of my cock into her pussy. I grinned, a wicked, sadistic smirk spreading across my face as I took her torn panties and balled them up, pressing them against her helpless asshole.
She moaned, a deep, guttural sound as I forced the fabric into her ass, her sphincter stretching and gaping as it swallowed her own panties, now nothing more than a filthy, slutty tail hanging from her asshole.
"Aaaaah, Master!" she cried out, her voice a desperate, needy wail as I continued to fuck her pussy, her body shaking and convulsing with each thrust. I could feel her torn panties rubbing against my cock as I claid her, used her, fucked her like the dirty little slut she was.
Suddenly, I pulled out of her, her pussy gaping and empty as I spun her around to face . I sat down on my chair, my thick, hard cock glistening with her juices as I pulled her onto my lap, impaling her on my cock. She moaned, her eyes rolling back as she took
deep inside her once again.
But I had other plans. I wanted more. I wanted to claim every part of her, to use every hole, to make her truly mine. I grabbed her by the hips and lifted her up, my cock slipping out of her pussy as she whimpered and begged.
"Aaaaaah, Master, please," she cried out, her voice a desperate, needy plea. "Please don't leave my pussy lonely. Please, fill it, fuck it, use it."
I smirked, feeling a dark, primal thrill course through
as I looked into her desperate, needy eyes. "Don't worry, my little slut," I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble. "I'll fill your pussy soon enough. But first, I want to ravage your asshole." I pulled the panties out of her asshole making her moan " hmmmmm".
Margaret moaned a deep, primal sound that resonated from the core of her being as I pressed the thick, swollen head of my cock against her tight, pulsating asshole. I could feel her entire body tense, shaking with a mix of fear, anticipation, and raw, unadulterated need as I gripped her hips tightly, my fingers digging into her soft flesh as I began to push.
"But Master," she whimpered, her voice a low, desperate plea laced with a hint of panic. "Your cock is so big. It won't fit. It's too much. Please, Master. Please, have rcy on my poor little asshole."
I knew Margaret's pleas were a desperate attempt to fuel my lust, to make
ravage her even harder. And it was working. My cock throbbed and pulsed, aching to claim her, to fuck her, to make her mine in the most primal, savage way imaginable.
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"Please, Master," she begged her voice a low, desperate whine as she looked back at , her eyes filled with a mix of fear, desperation, and undeniable need. "Please, fuck my asshole. Make it yours. Make
yours."
I grinned, a dark, sadistic smirk spreading across my face as I stared into her wide, pleading eyes. I could see the swirling mix of emotions within her – the fear, the desperation, the undeniable need. It fueled my lust, making my cock throb and pulse with anticipation.
"As you wish, my little slut," I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble as I pushed her down, bending her over my desk, her ass high in the air, her asshole exposed and vulnerable. I spat on my fingers, using my saliva to lubricate her asshole as I stretched her, prepared her, and made her ready for my brutal invasion.
I could feel her asshole pulsating, clenching, and unclenching as it struggled to accommodate my thick, hard cock. I pressed the head of my cock against her tight, pulsating asshole, feeling her tense, her body shaking with a mix of fear and anticipation.
"Ready or not, my little slut, here I co," I growled, my voice a low, dangerous rumble as I grabbed her by the hips and pushed, feeling her asshole begin to stretch and yield to the relentless pressure of my cock.
Margaret scread a raw, animalistic sound that echoed through the room as her body convulsed and shook. Her pussy began to squirt, her juices spraying out like a fucking geyser, coating my desk, my pants, and the floor as she ca hard and fast, like a bitch in heat.
But I didn't stop. I didn't give a fuck about her pleasure. This was about my need, my lust, my dark, primal desires. I fucked her even harder, my hips slamming against her ass as I claid her asshole, using her, fucking her like the worthless little fucktoy she was.
"Aaaaaah, Master! It's too much! It's too big! Please, Master! Please have rcy!" she scread and moaned, her body shaking and convulsing as she cried out, her voice a desperate, needy wail as I ravaged her asshole, my thick, hard cock tearing into her, claiming her, making her mine.
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