The tyrant chuckles, wrenching the girl up by the hair and begins thrusting savagely, pumping in and out, making sure at least a foot of its massive member goes inside the girl. the rock is little of anything. anymore then her nails were. bullets burn, rocks annoy...
It thrust wildly enjoying the splat splat of her anus against its engorged self and pushes it's other arm under the girl's top, feeling the intrusive bra in the way of the sensitive flesh and wrenches it away so it can feel her delicious tit meat beneath, squeezing and pulling at it while pumping at her hips....
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