PKF Studios-Strangled With Battery Cables
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Resolution : 1920x1080
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Eric is at home when he hears a knock at his door. He opens it to find a fabulous diminutive lil' black-haired on his porch looking to be in sensitized distress. He kindly invited the naively trusting dame in as she explains to him her car broke down in his driveway as she attempted to use it to turn around. Oh how “unfortunate” he thinks to himself as he exclaims to her to wait while he grips his jumper cables.
Returning to the couch with the equipment, he mitts the cables to the stranded dame and she gratefully takes them thinking what a knight in glistening armor she had happened to come upon. As she nears the door, he throws a beat of a punch to the back of her head, pulling down her to the floor instantly. Her unconscious bod lays sprawled on the floor as he looms over her, admiring how quiet she looks with her caboose facing upward to him.
Getting down on the floor, he rolls her over on her back to embark studying her captive body. He lightly runs his fingers throughout her and pulls her tee-shirt down to expose her plump and perky mounds mounted onto her chest. He works his way down her bod, he can aroma her through her denim shorts and the musk packs him with heart thudding lust. He moves to her toes and kisses them before moving up her bod to kiss her. Her eyes suddenly open and ream as her flight responses immediately engage in reaction to the stranger over her.
She struggles to get away but he hastily wraps the red and ebony cables around her neck. The arousal of her bod fighting him for life is sexually electrifying. Her hatch stretches agape as her legs and arms flail get to get some sort of leverage, but sitting on just her tailbone, her intensity to push is compromised. Gusps of air escape her throat as she slowly looses cognition, then consciousness altogether. After moments, the weight of her bod sags into him, letting him know that she finally given in leaving her bod behind for his disposable use.
He pulls her shorts off and tosses them to the side as he moves up her assets, kissing her super-fucking-hot flesh, stopping for a tiny extra on her nipples. He pulls his fellow pecker out and jerks it a tiny before arranging himself over her to run his hard-on across her lips. The saliva built up in her mouth during the struggle lubricates his jizz-shotgun as it glides between her lips. He moves down her figure and takes in her smell again through her undies, giving the crotch of them a taste before pulling them off.
He gets her pussy moist with his throat, shaken with anticipation of the sensing of her slot. Her dead eyes gaze up at the ceiling as he wets his trouser snake in her hatch before opening her legs and shoving himself into her cunt. Her puny little muff feels so fine as he shoves his length into her. He romps her on his side as her will-less bod moves in waves on the carpet, her still chest and bra-stuffers bouncing with him.
He lays her on her back and resumes as the stress builds behind his scrotum, if she were still here, she’d love the feeling of him. His ball sack squeeze as he pulls out pulling out his baby man goo on her belly. The goo runs in streams down and pools as he straightens himself up and sits on the couch. Staring at the body, he calls a tow truck for the car “someone” left in his driveway.
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