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It was not hard enough to break the skin, but hard enough to leave a mark. I was rewarded by a low ecstatic moan as her body shuddered and her nipples became hard.Now I had hidden a capsule of stage blood in my mouth that I broke with my teeth before I bit her neck. I allowed the crimson contents to dribble onto her skin before releasing her. When she saw the blood trickling out of the corners of my mouth her eyes grew wide.She returned to her dressing table and looked in the mirror. She issued another ecstatic moan at the sight of the crimson rivulets of blood sliding down her neck toward her breasts.I then came up behind her and spun her around so she was facing me. I grabbed her nightie by the neckline and pulled, it tore apart easily as though it was made of tissue paper. She was now naked before me and crossed her arms to take my gaze off her full breasts."Do not cover yourself," I commanded.i took her by the wrist and lead her to the bed where I gently pushed her down on her. “Please?” She tried to smile. “Please don’t hurt me…………….please let me go?” The taller black man walked slowly over to her, looking down at her and she immediately recognised him from the caf?arlier in the day. “You is too perfect to let go, bitch!” He grinned. “We won’t hurt you, you just enjoy!” He turned to the first attacker. “Get her over that table!” He grinned. “I wanna fuck her…………………. now!” As he spoke Katie watched him open his trousers and produce a huge circumcised black cock stroking it slowly as he looked at her and she watched it grow and grow. Tears started to well up in her eyes again but she now had thoughts of lust in her mind as she gazed at the hardening cock in his hand. She bit her lip again to try and remain in control as she felt her arms being loosened once again before she was being pushed down face first onto the table again.The teenager moved behind her and suddenly felt his huge black cock pushed its way between her legs. The heat from the.
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