1. Blackmailed Forger


    Date: 10/18/2017, Categories: Anal, Fetish, Interracial Sex, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    the photography studio and walked up to the door. It was locked so he simply drove his shoulder against it and knocked it open. Proceeding to the back of the building, he pushed aside a curtain and found the photographer standing next to a small bed, groggily trying to pull a robe on. She swung at him but he dodged the punch easily and backhanded her across the mouth. She fell heavily to the floor and looked up at him in wide-eyed fear. "What is your name," he asked firmly. "Donna," she was slowly beginning to regain her composure, "what the fuck do you want?" Darrel immediately slapped her again causing her lip to bleed. "I'm not in the mood for this shit," he mumbled to himself. "What is your last name damn it." "Culpit," she said quickly hoping to avoid another blow. "I'm very tired, so I'm going to tell you straight. I have the briefcase of the man that paid you today. I know all about your pictures and the scam for blackmail. He's going to drop you like a bad habit," Darrel let it sink in before continuing. "He told me you set the whole thing up and considering his position, who do you think the police will believe?" He was guessing, but from the look on her face he knew it was true. "What do you want?" She understood her problem and she knew men as well. Donna was no virgin and if all he wanted was a piece of ass that was fine with her. It would be a lot better than going back to jail. "I want you to do as I say, whenever I say it," Darrel stated simply. "For how ...
    long?" she shot back. "Until you're off parole," he was really taking a big chance here, but he had a hunch. "Fuck! That's four years asshole!" She was beginning to get worried at the amount of info he had on her. Darrel smiled, another good guess. "It's your choice. You can do the time in or out." He laughed as she shifted nervously, he had her now. "Take that robe off," he didn't want to give her time to think about it. She stripped down revealing a tight, hard body that could only have come from years of working out. "Now get over here and suck my cock." She moved to him and dropped to her knees pulling at his belt on the way down. Donna began blowing him with a practiced ease, making him squirm with delight. She was obviously experienced and he wouldn’t last long at this rate, so he pushed her away. "Bend over the desk," he ordered. "OK," she said and was rewarded with a quick kick to her thigh. "Damnit, I said OK." "When you speak to me you say, 'Yes Sir'." "Fuck that," she quipped but Darrel had his belt out now, making her regret the remark. She could handle a lot, but pain was not one of them. The belt whistled through the air and landed with a loud smack on her ass. "AHHHHHH," she screamed, but the belt was already landing again. She tried to crawl away but he kicked her over. "Get on the desk, bitch," he growled at her. "YES SIR," she screamed as she scrambled to get into position. She stayed very still and hoped the belt would not hit her again. "Reach back and spread ...
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