Damien’s POV
My teeth grip softly but too firmly to Stephanie’s fragile cunt, not even when she thrashes and pulls forward in a bid to snatch her p***y from my greedy bite.
“Ah!” She slaps the backrest, burning.
I can see her p***y visibly thins out, the extra soft rough folds keep thinning out as she drags her tender skin from my trap.
Nasty, bad, I let my free hand clamp down on her back, and I bend her over, so rough that her hairy p***y mound slaps my face, and her red bitten skin sinks into my mouth.
“No! No…” She whimpers, torn beyond her limit. “Please—”
Her body squirms recklessly, as if she wants to throw herself off the chair. Her leg unavoidably widens for support, one I cease as I plug my face right into her space, eating, nuzzling her wetness.
She moans and drips.
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