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ProfNigma Stories #5: If Wishes Were Hornets #7

Date: 9/19/2015, Categories: Anal, Celebrities, Hardcore, Author: FrankSinner, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

his head tight, pressing his mouth further inside her as her hips bucked against his touch. His hands began gripping her sides tightly, every so often squeezing her ass when he wanted to really touch a nerve. She cooed as she got closer, biting her lip and trying not to scream in absolute ecstasy as her orgasm was building fast. "Freddie, I'm gonna-" His hand shot up to her mouth and pinched her lips together as he looked up at her. "You can cum when I tell you to." Sam was so turned on by his aggression that it only made her come even closer to the brink. "I can't-" "No," he said standing up and pressing her harder against the cold countertop. "You get to come when I tell you to. And be quiet. You don't need to wake every person in this house to remind them of how much of a little slut you are." Sam wanted to laugh at his tough guy act but the way that he looked in her eyes told her that he was very serious and there was a twinge of fear that ran through Sam's body. So she just nodded to signal that she would do as she was told. "Now, I'm going to take you to your room and we'll see what we can do about this problem of yours." Sam was about to ask what that meant when his hand reached down and without warning, he inserted his middle finger inside her wet folds and twisted it like a hook. Using his thumb and middle finger, he began to pull her, leading her from the kitchen. She was completely naked from the waist down so the fear that someone might see them scared her, but ... his touch was so pleasurable, and painful at the same time, that her fears subsided. "You're so wet and tight," he muttered as they walked up the steps towards her room. "I'm going to take care of that." "Oooh, I can't-" His grip turned tight on her as he spun around, sneering at her. "What the fuck did I say about keeping your mouth shut?" "Sorry…" "Not yet you're not," he said pulling her harder and faster by her sensitive core. He opened her bedroom door and pushed her inside, landing firmly on the edge of the bed. Sam rubbed her soreness, savoring the touch and the pain all at once. Eventually her rubbing for healing turned into rubbing for pleasure. Her clit was so overstimulated that she winced at the touch. "Baby, I think you might have hurt me... I-" Freddie grabbed her hair tight and pulled. "Clearly I'm going to have to do something about that mouth of yours." Holding her in place with one hand while he slipped his pants off, fishing his rod from his pants. In one swift movement, he f*rced her onto her knees and pushed her head forward. Sam smiled and licked her lips and gripped his base and licked up the tip. But in a flash her hand felt a sharp sting and she pulled back from him. "I didn't tell you that you could use your hands," he said coldly. Sam almost talked back but she stopped herself, somewhat afraid of what he might do to her. "Now, listen closely Samantha. This cock is going in that whore mouth of yours. Not your hands. And it's going to stay in there, ...