Arriving at the club, Laia notices how upscale it looks, like Beverly Hills. Laia is surprised because she gave me her number on a dare from a friend of hers. XXX She left the good girl back in the apartment. Her clit is throbbing and hot. The heat of my breath making her hairs stand on end. Her juices are flowing from her pussy. Part of her knew that she had to stop me from ripping her open. It isn’t enough. Her tongue gives into me as did her body, though her mind fresh with betrayal. My finger withdrawn, grabbing for her hair, my other hand remains focused on her pussy. The intense pain continues as I pull back then plunge back in stretching and tearing her small vaginal tunnel. ” I told you to shut up!” I breathed loudly, shaking her head as I spoke.
