The first time he fucked her, she hated it. Hated the feel of him, hated the way he looked at her, felt disgusted by the things he called her, and how he used her and teased her and constantly reminded her of just how slutty and desperate she looked, letting a man like him do this.
But… when it was over, she found herself wanting more. Wanting to go back, to be his whore again.
She stopped hated him, and started hating herself. Hating how much she wanted his cock, and wanted to feel used and degraded.
Now she worships him. Blinking back tears of self-loathing as she begs to taste his cum again.
I hope I get to Fuck little sluts like her when I’m his age.
I could jam a baseball bat down your throat and you wouldn’t even flinch.
A mess of herself, reduced to nothing but a piece of fuckmeat, getting her throat raped without any regard for her comfort. Should be the standard for blowjobs.
The pig uses all its self control to keep its hips from wildly bucking up into the air. Its cunt hasn’t been used in weeks and feeling its owner dip His cock inside there makes the front fuckhole burn with need.
But the pig knows its place. The cunt in not the primary fuckhole, all it is now is a lube pot that endlessly fills itself for Master. And now that His cock is glistening with that wet pigslime it’s time for the little animal to present its main fuckhole.
Turn over, arch your back and beg to be sodomised you filthy little pigslut.