Turk pulled Denise’s head from his loins. She cringed as he filled her mouth again with the long, thick plug and buckled the mask around her head. He pushed her onto her back, knelt between her legs and rubbed his stiff rod along the moistened lips of her cunt. He leaned over her, staring into her face.
“You wanted my c**k, slut,” he said to her quietly. “Well here it is.”
Turk pressed the bulbous head of his solid tool past the engorged lips of Denise’s p***y. Slowly, he stroked back and forth. He had come twice within a few minutes and he was content to let his lust grow gradually. Denise regretted his restraint. Her p***y burned and each stroke of the Turk’s c**k triggered a wave of pleasure.
The Turk was demonstrating his complete mastery of her. Realizing this, she fought futilel
