A hardened heart still beats
07-05-2013, 03:22 PM
Feisty little thig she was. She didn't seem like she was too interested in playing Demyan's game, but the larger man frankly didn't care if she wanted to play or not. She was going to play with him now, whether she liked it or not. It wasn't his fault that she was out here, all alone with no one to protect her, falling right into his trap. She should've stayed home if she didn't want to play with him. This whole ordeal could've been avoided for her, but it was far too late. Hell be damned if he wasn't going to get his piece of ass today. He'd already been denied the russet bitch from the week before, he wasn't about to let this nice piece of flesh escape him. Not before her fucked her until she was screaming for help. Her pale lips curled back against her teeth and the gargantuan hellion couldn't help but laugh. Did she really think she stood a chance against him? Did she not realize how much smaller she was than him, how weak she was in comparison to him? Oh baby, don't be that way. I don't think you're going anywhere yet.
She shifted back and away from him, obviously trying to worm her way out of the situation, but he wasn't about to let her get away that fast. Not before he had his fun. Limbs shifted beneath the man, mimicking her movement, keeping his frame before hers as a physical barrier, lips curling back over his own dentures, a lusty growl vibrating in his chest. She was going to be his today; he was going to fuck her until she passed out. He could see the way she tensed beneath her coat, as if readying herself to fight him, and he almost laughed. Stupid bitch, she should've just given up already. If she would've rolled over, he would've been fucking her already and been on his merry way soon enough. But what would've been the fun in that? A little challenge wasn't too bad; made the game that much more fun. Muscles tensed beneath his own steel like coat, cyan gaze riveted to her figure, awaiting her next move.
Talk like this