Sally face and hers defense machine

Travis

             Title : Damn Homosexual
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The cuts on her thighs are still fresh when Travis attacked her pretty pink pussy, Sal was never a person who would love sex, most of the time he would do it just to please some of his partners, but I'd be lying if I didn't say that. I was really enjoying this.

It had been so hard for Sal today, full of dysmorphia and guilt over his past, so much so that the cuts weren't enough, he needed to miss out on today. I was thinking about the consequences that this would bring , .

The thrusts were strong and desperate, the blond-haired's nails tore the skin of her hips and the blood that stained the sheets was serving as lubricant. Sal didn't even know if he was feeling pleasure or if his brain was so fucked up that it didn't matter anymore, he gasped in panic when the older man's lips took his leaving him without air, he could feel it so deep inside and it's not like Travis was very big but he was horrible which made her walls throb and beg for more without even saying it.

-!!Shit, shit, shit! - Travis bit his tongue trying not to climax before I came out, taking him hard by the hips and filling him with marks so everyone could see that he had fucked him, oh God he couldn't wait to see the face of the imbeciles of his friends.

-mmmgh!!- the salty eyes were withered, this really wasn't the best fuck of his life, of course not Travis was a fucking virgin I was inexperienced when he arrived at his door, but he didn't need it he wasn't looking for liberation he was looking for pain and fuck her mind was clouded as fucking Travis's cock pierced her womb, so needy yet so disconnected at the same time.

When the hot, thick liquid from the older one filled the cute salt hole, she allowed herself to feel the burn before practically pulling Travis out of it, she felt his own eyes look at her battered pussy, she didn't blame him, it was dripping with cum and blood was quite an erotic sight to his point of view

- You finished ? - Insecurity was present, I didn't know very well what I had done, in the church they don't teach you to fuck a damn transsexual, I try to console myself a little by caressing the thighs because of the cut.

- Yes - he lied, he wasn't even close to having done it but it was fine, it wasn't the objective of this - thank you- his voice was dull due to all the previous effort

"Don't mention it, God is not very happy about this." Travis practically spat with poison as he quickly dressed.

- pray for me - he said mockingly as he closed his eyes feeling the weakness of his lower area - you close the door - well - as quickly as he arrived, he left without leaving a trace or evidence of his presence

"Okay" the salty eyes began to close, his body was dirty and sticky but he couldn't care less, he just hoped that his father didn't arrive before he woke up.