#m screaming

it’s not like anyone can see them anyways! he’s just so pent up all the time he can’t help but bend you over and flip your skirt up. he just wants to know what’s louder. the sound of your sopping cunt or the slimy curse that’s watching you. your cute little panties are sodden and have you shivering at the soft material being pushed against your walls. he’s rough and the cotton rubs at your swollen clit almost painfully with each hard tug. he’s knuckles deep and keeps hitting your most sensitive spots until your clinging onto the dirty wall and convulsing. pulls his fingers out with your cum stained panties sticking to them and tugs them down your legs. he wonders if curses ever lust like he does, wonders if they can smell your arousal lingering in the air, wonders what would happen if he were to let one put its filthy hands on you and sink into your warm cunt. but that’s a thought for another day. this is a job after all. so in a swift motions he’s shoving your drenched panties into the grimey creatures face until all that’s left is ash from the impact of his hit. maybe he’ll be more generous next time and let them do more than watch