He didn’t knock—just shoved my door open and growled, “Get on your knees, you fucking whore, you owe me that pussy.” His thick fingers already unbuckling his belt, that beer gut hanging over his jeans. I tried to back away but he grabbed my hair, yanked me down, shoved his fat cock past my lips before I could scream. He held my head there, throat bulging, until he grunted and shot hot cum straight down my gullet. “Lick my boots clean, bitch.” I had to—he’d already slapped me across the face. Then he made me lie on the floor, pressed his sweaty soles against my tongue while he rammed his dick into my ass, no lube, just dry and brutal. He came again, dripping onto my feet, then forced my toes into his mouth, sucking each one like a starving man. “You’re my little foot slut from now on.” Two hours later he left me bleeding, cum dripping from every hole. Fucking bastard.
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