What A Tasty Analysis

‘OK, slut,’ he said, kicking her knees apart, ‘There are a few things you need to know. So you will eat it eventually, except it will only smell even worse by then.’
Kitty choked back a sob of despair and dipped her head into the bowl. As the tempo of his finger-fucking increased so did the pressure of his grip and the licking turned to nipping of both the nipple and the breast. You’ve got 3 seconds to copy it.’
Quickly, Kitty spun around and got on all fours, trying to make her back as flat as possible. More than that—he seemed to know far better than Kitty did that she yearned to be used and shamed; that her body craved the mistreatment even as her mind tried to reject it. I am going to fuck your throat in the same way that I will fuck your cunt and your arse in due course.