Raped By The Brute
Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
He is simply known as the Brute. A violent and raping animal who has just got out of prison and now lives in the neighborhood. And the Brute is about to pay Jill a visit when she is home alone. Quick and nasty.
She screamed as he took hold of her and carried her across the room, roughly bending her over the kitchen table, angrily shoving the cutlery off; the cups crashing to the floor as he took her arms behind her back, pinning her to the table with his groin. She could fell his hardness, the cock that was ready to rape pressing into her from behind, the cock that would brutalize her ass. The tears streamed down her cheeks as her wrists were bound tightly behind her back and duct tape was smacked over lips. The Brute had come prepared.
She moaned through the duct tape, breathing in what she could through her nose as her trousers and panties were yanked hauled down; accompanied by a roar of seeming triumph from the Brute, followed by the sound of a zipper being undone.
“Oh fuck will you look at this ass,” she could fell the Brute’s breath hot breath. “Oh wow lady, when I saw that fucking ass of yours in those tight fuckin trousers of yours I thought to myself I would do another ten years in the can just to get my dick in that ass. Fuck, you have one hell of an ass lady. Pity you don’t have a boyfriend man enough to ram it right up your shithole, but don’t worry we are about to see to that.”
She squirmed and moaned into her duct tape as the Brute grabbed her hips and dove his face right in between her ass cheeks, snarling like animal as he raped her with his hot tongue, tasting every inch of the insides of her ass, circling licking, probing, coating her with his wetness-then withdrawing just as suddenly.
“Goddam I love that taste of a woman’s ass!” He then dove back in, this time licking her pussy from behind, running his tongue up and down her slit-her slit still with drops of piss. He eagerly lapped at her like a dog, not wanting to waste a drop as he feasted on her cunt with impunity. Oh fuck. Her body was writhing in response; she wanted to believe that the piss was her only wetness. Please don’t get wet to this fucking animal, she said inside her head. But he could smell it and he could taste it.
Available since: 01/26/2018.