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That’s dada right there.

5/10-1k special

Sex tapes, dressing you up, watching it for hours after the fact. Making you her own cam girl is one of her favorite things to do.

“So wet for me already baby” Paige chuckles, rubbing her pretty tip along your wet pussy.

She wasted no time fucking you, camera in hand, flash bright

The camera stays tight on your face, catching every flutter of your lashes as Paige’s strap pushes into you. She fucks you slow at first, a lazy rhythm that makes you whimper, the tip dragging along your inner walls like she’s savoring every inch.

“Fuck, look at that” she mutters, angling the lens down to catch where her fake cock disappears inside you. “Look how good you take it. That’s my good little whore.”

She pulls out, and you gasp at the emptiness. But she’s already reaching behind her, grabbing a crumpled basketball jersey from the floor, hers, still warm from earlier. She yanks it over your head, the fabric swallowing your torso, the number 5 hanging loose on your chest.

“There” she says, stepping back to get the full shot. “Now you really look like my property.”

Your nipples press against the mesh, visible through the wide armholes. She then grabs the cowboy hat from the nightstand, the leather band still faintly smelling of whiskey and sweat. She settles it on your head, tilting it down so the brim shadows your eyes.

“God damn, my sexy little cowgirl” she breathes, and you see the shift in her pupils. The strap is already slick with you, and she lines it back up, but this time she rams it in without warning. Hard. Deep.

“That’s it. That’s my little slut dressed up like a trophy” she growls, and her hips snap forward. The camera wobbles but stays on you, she’s balancing it with one hand, her other gripping your hip hard enough to bruise. The hat bobbles on your head.

“Look so fucking hot, make me wanna ruin you.”

Her pace changes, faster, meaner, the strap slamming into you, causing echo in the small room. She’s not holding back. The flash from the camera catches the sweat on her brow, the gleam in her eye.

“Whose little slut are you?” she demands, voice ragged.

“Yours” you choke out.

“Louder.”

You repeat yourself, screaming.

She thrusts deeper, grinding her pelvis against your clit. “I love seeing you like this. Dressed up. Taking it. Begging for it even when you can barely breathe.”

The hat falls forward, blocking your view, but you feel everything, the relentless pump of her strap, the heat pooling in your belly, the way she hovers the camera inches from your face, making sure to capture every moan.

1/10-1k special

!very evil caitlin so proceed with caution!

You’d been with caitlin for some time now, at first you had a pretty well rounded relationship, good but vanilla sex and a honest foundation. More and more you start to notice a switch in your girlfriend.

Her sprinkling in degrading words once in a while or mentioning fucking you with a gun to your head. unfortunately you didn’t think much of it til you had went on her phone trying to find yours only to be met with the most hardcore porn you’d every seen.

A girl completely bonded, sobbing with bruises, cuts and cum all over her. You left the phone where it was, trying to forget what you saw and what that meant for your relationship. When asking Caitlin about it, she disregarded you, claiming it must of happened in a dream of yours.

Later that night, in bed with Caitlin. She had you straddled on her. Giggling and making jokes, putting a smile on your face. She noticed the slight buck in your hips, the straps of your top fallen down, and that dumb look on your face, just begging for her to hurt you.

Caitlin looked up at you, pure malicious intent. She flipped you onto your back and started to do her regular routine.

Kissing you down your body, making sure you’re comfortable and slipping your clothes off. All normal to you, but in truth she was planning something much worse. Your girlfriend gently ate your pretty pussy, touching and tasting you, making you ache and moan for her. Some time pasts, she was ready to dig you out.

For whatever reason she cut off all the lights, losing all emotion in her face. Caitlin starts to fuck you ruthlessly, causing you to scream right off the bat. Both hands wrapped around your throat, choking you a little more with every thrust. Begging her to slow down, she showered you in gut wrenching degradation.

“Shut the fuck up dirty bitch, don’t make me stuff that pretty mouth”

“God, your such a slut, letting me ruin this greedy little hole”

“Go ahead, fight me, scream as loud as you want, no ones coming to save you”

“Come on slut, cry for me”

Just as she said, you did. Tears stream down your face, just like the girl in the porno. Salty water falls and pools by your ears, seeing this fuels Caitlin.

She wants to see how much you really can take. how much before you completely summit to her. She finally lets up on your throat, just to hold you arms in place, locked wrists.