As the man who’d dragged her into his car shot his hot cum down her throat, Amy felt it mix with whatever he’d injected into her neck an hour before. Her struggles weakened, then stopped, and her hands ceased their useless clawing at the bedsheets, sliding down The Man’s legs, settling on the floor, dropping her to all fours.
Standing on all fours felt so good, for some reason. So right. Her whimpers became moans of pleasure, and her efforts to pull away became eager nuzzling, her tongue sliding along her Master’s cock, eager to pull every last drop of cum from His thick bone.
Her memories were growing fuzzy, but she somehow knew Master had rescued her from being just another stray. She felt her cunt grow wet with gratitude.
He pulled her head off his cock, laughing at the sight of his newest conquest eagerly lapping at the air, trying to reach His cock with its slurping pink tongue. He said something, but the words were slow to penetrate Amy’s burning mind. She responded to his tone instead, barking happily as her eyes remained glued to his cock. Master laughed again and relented, letting the drooling, squirming woman latch onto his rapidly hardening member once more.
As her ass began to wag and her eyes grew dull, Amy’s dwindling brain managed one last coherent, human thought: He’s right…I really am a bitch.
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As the man who’d dragged her into his car shot his hot cum down her throat, Amy felt it mix with whatever he’d injected into her neck an hour before. Her struggles weakened, then stopped, and her hands ceased their useless clawing at the bedsheets, sliding down The Man’s legs, settling on the floor, dropping her to all fours.
Standing on all fours felt so good, for some reason. So right. Her whimpers became moans of pleasure, and her efforts to pull away became eager nuzzling, her tongue sliding along her Master’s cock, eager to pull every last drop of cum from His thick bone.
Her memories were growing fuzzy, but she somehow knew Master had rescued her from being just another stray. She felt her cunt grow wet with gratitude.
He pulled her head off his cock, laughing at the sight of his newest conquest eagerly lapping at the air, trying to reach His cock with its slurping pink tongue. He said something, but the words were slow to penetrate Amy’s burning mind. She responded to his tone instead, barking happily as her eyes remained glued to his cock. Master laughed again and relented, letting the drooling, squirming woman latch onto his rapidly hardening member once more.
As her ass began to wag and her eyes grew dull, Amy’s dwindling brain managed one last coherent, human thought: He’s right…I really am a bitch.