"Im going to fuck you now," she informed him, and he felt her hands grip his hips latex sex roughly.
There latex sex was no warning, only the strange new sensation of something hard and cold trying to enter his body.
She was pushing roughly but his tight body fought her intrusion, elongating the latex sex process and the pain.
He wanted to cry out, wanted to beg her latex sex to force the entire length of the latex sex object inside his body, anything to make the pain stop latex sex.
Instead, he bit his lip latex sex and tasted blood.
The metallic saltiness filled him, bringing a new wave of pleasure through his abdomen.
He growled, forcing his hips to slam back latex sex and meet Annies desperate latex sex attempts to enter him.
"You
e tight," she hissed through gritted teeth, and he felt her trying to work the foreign object further inside.
"So fucking tight, Jeremiah. You little virgin bitch. Want to be controlled, need to be controlled. You want blood? Ill give you blood." She rambled as she worked, developing a rhythm as she slammed the pink length deep inside his body.
He wanted to touch himself, wanted to reach behind his long body and touch Annies wet lips.
Instead, he focused on the new sensation, and vocalizing his appreciation for Annies masterful strokes.
When the dark-haired vamp had finally begun to latex sex hit his prostate, Jeremiah cried out and felt the familiar latex sex stirrings of a release forming in his body.
Somehow, Annie had known, and she had simply stated, "You can touch yourself, Jeremiah. Make yourself cum for me." And he had.
She pulled out of him suddenly with his release, and he felt the pain of her exit and knew he was bleeding.
Knew he had been split.
"You wanted it," she had purred as she climbed away from his body latex sex and tossed the strap-on across the room.
He had finally regained latex sex his senses as he felt her latex sex take his lifeless body into her mouth, had finally been able to think of words to speak.
