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TiaSlut
TiaSlut
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"I honestly can't fucking stand you.
Fucking bitch ass attitude of yours."
He said as he walked over angrily.
"I'm honestly done. It's been enough"

"You are always looking for trouble.
He beams. So now, that's me. You get trouble."
He pushes me into the wall, aggressively.
placing one hand around my neck, choking a little.

Suddenly he's on top of me,
pressing his body against mine.
Kissing me. I was wet, and horny for sex.
But fcuk...not him. This isn't a good time.

I try to push his face off of me,
but end up grabbing his face and pulling him into mine
He feels me kissing him back,
and I feel him press against my groin with his.

"Ain't you a dirty little kit." He declares,
as he grabs the back of my hair
and pulls mu head back a bit;
forcing me to separate my lips.

A moan escapes my mouth and that's
more than enough to send him over the edge.
other hand to slide it beneath my skirt
and inside my panties, rubbing my pussy hard.

"I hate you." I say. He pulls my hair a little harder
and uses his hand to make me look at him.
He gets his hand out of my clothes hurriedly
and pulls his pants down, in a rush.

His cock released, and one of his hands
grabs the underside of my knee
and lifts it partially, spreading my legs apart.
His other hand goes to my neck and chokes me.

"You are the worst. Wet already?" He replies
and as I open my mouth, he spits inside.
His hands now pulls my panties to a side,
and suddenly he's pushing his dick inside me.

He grabs my shoulders, wrapping his arms around me
so he can have better control, and starts pumping roughly.
Instead of fighting it, I kiss him back
and spreads my legs open for him...

With his rough strokes he proclaim
"just coz I am fucking you, doesnt mean things have changes"
"I still hate you as much, infact despise you even more"
"always hungry for cock u slut, you pathetic whore"

His words made me more horny
and I moan in pleasure and guilt
"I too cant hate you a bit less"
"you cock is great, but you are a filth"

TiaSlut
TiaSlut
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42Below42Below20 days ago

TiaSlut, simply the best slit sitting on the ‘cutting’ edge of hardcore poetry. Not for the faint hearted.

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