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When In Rome

Date: 5/1/2016, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

hurt her. Needed Marcus to see. He hauled his hand back and slapped Callia hard across the face. He felt the slap himself. His palm stung, but she'd squeezed tight around his cock, and her hips pushed off the bed, driving her little cunt up to meet him. He could hear himself, a low, steady growl barely audible over her frantic cries. Could hear the sound of his cock driving inside her, his balls slapping against her ass. Her lips were full, red and swollen from his rough kisses. Her eyes were still watery and his hand print blazed red and angry on her cheek. Her throat was red and raw. He knew that tomorrow it would be bruised with the perfect impression of his fingers and every time he saw her he'd think about his hands on her throat and that look in her eye. Fuck, he needed to slow down. Slow. He hovered over her, her back arching as she grinded against his cock. If he was the type to smile, this was one of the rare moments when he would. He turned to look at his b*****r, a look that had prompted many a man to turn tail and run. A look that promised a slow and painful death. "Enjoying the show, b*****r?" Marcus shrugged. "Seen better. Done better, probably to the same whore." Cassius tensed. He was not going to kill his b*****r. He wasn't. He repeated that to himself. Made it a mantra. "Get out Marcus. I'll meet you downstairs when I'm finished. Go." Marcus was only twenty. And not that bright. But for once, he listened. Cassius waited for the door to click shut, and ... this his mouth was on Callia's. He slid inside her, his pace still slow. But deep. If he slowed his strokes he could go so much fucking deeper inside her, drive it up until his s****r's pretty little eyes rolled back in her head. "I love hurting you, Cal." She smiled. It was a weak, exhausted, sated smile and it made his fucking cock jerk. He wrapped his hands around her throat. One last time. He tightened them as he impaled her, his hands catching the breath in her throat. He choked her, watching her gasp and struggle against him as he pounded her cunt, fucked it raw, made sure she'd be sore afterward. His cock throbbed inside her as he watched her face turn red. He could push it to the last second. She wouldn't fight him. Even as his cock drilled her and she gasped for air and started to go limp and dizzy, she wouldn't try to pry his hands off her neck. She stared up at him, choking, and he stared down at her tear filled, bl**dshot eyes. There was fear in her gaze. Of course. But there was something else, something he'd never seen in the eyes of another human soul, not even his b*****rs. Trust. No matter how badly he hurt her, she knew she was safe. He lov- Don't even think it, Cassius. He let her go, and she gasped and choked against his mouth as he came. He covered her body with his, spilling hot, thick cum deep inside his little s****r's soaking wet cunt. He could feel her shaking again, coming again with him, his mouth catching her screams as she did. She was breathless, ...