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Sslovebbc... Harley Quinn
🕑 Added 2025-02-09 08:29:33 +0000 UTC
"I love your bully cock. I'm your white little sissy bitch."
Your words hang in the air, thick with submission and despair, as Garvin's deep laughter fills the room. His grip on your hips tightens, his thrusts becoming more vigorous, pushing you further into the mattress with each punishing stroke. "That's it," he says, his voice a mix of satisfaction and amusement, "Say it again."
"I'm your white little sissy bitch," you repeat, the words tasting like acid on your tongue. Each syllable is a declaration of your defeat, a stark reminder of the power dynamic that has shifted so dramatically in the last few moments.
Garvin's strokes become more intense, his cock plunging deeper with each thrust as he takes your admission as a challenge to claim you even harder. His hand comes down on your ass with a crack that echoes in the room, the sting of the slap mixing with the pleasure of his cock inside you, creating a toxic cocktail that sends your mind spinning.
Ashley leans in closer, her breath hot in your ear as she whispers, "Say it again, say you're our little slut." Her nails trace the outline of your ear, sending a shiver down your neck. You can feel her breasts pressing against your back, her excitement palpable as she watches the scene unfold.
Suddenly, your phone rings, the loud, obnoxious ringtone piercing the tense silence. You freeze, your heart hammering in your chest. It's your best friend, Dave. He's supposed to be out of town with his brother, but there's no mistaking the ringtone.
"Shit!" Garvin says, pulling out of you with a wet pop. You scramble to compose yourself, but your legs are shaking too much to stand. Ashley's laughter is the only sound in the room as you reach for your phone, your hands trembling.
You answer the call, your voice a shaky whisper. "D-Dave?"
On the screen, Dave's face pops up, his grin wide. "What's up, man?" He pans the camera around to show the hotel room he's staying in. "Missing the road trip?"
You scramble to pull the pillow from your face, trying to ignore the stickiness on your cheek. "N-no," you stutter, trying to keep your voice steady, "Everything's fine here." You can see Garvin in the background, his expression a mix of annoyance and amusement at what he could get up to.
"You sure?" Dave's voice is filled with concern, his eyes narrowing as he takes in the disheveled state of the room, the sheets tangled around your legs. "You don't sound too good, bro. I can come get you."
You swallow hard, trying to push the panic down. "N-no, really, I'm okay," you say, your voice strained. You can see Garvin's smirk in the reflection of the phone screen, his hand resting on the headboard, watching you with a mix of amusement. His cock inches away from poking you in the face and being reveal to Dave.
You manage a weak smile, trying to convince Dave that everything's fine while your body is still reeling from the intense mix of pain and pleasure. "Yeah, just a little... tired," you lie, hoping he won't see through your ruse. You're painfully aware of the stickiness between your legs and the wet spot you've made on the bed.
"Okay, if you say so," Dave says, but his voice is filled with doubt. "But if you need anything, just call, alright? So what are you up to? Is Ashley there? You should totally try to hit that." Ashley hiding her laughter behind her hand. The thought just to funny to her.
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