๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ฅ๐๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐๐๐๐ง
๐๐ฌ๐ฆ๐จ๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ
๐ณ๐ด๐ผ๐พ๐ฝ ๐ฟ๐๐ธ๐ฝ๐ฒ๐ด ๐พ๐ต ๐ป๐๐๐
๐๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ข ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ, ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ฏ.
Willow bucked and whined. Face smushed against the desk, hips raised as best they could be. Tight, and gripping, and stretched, and wet- feeling the globs of spit fall and splat against her crack- makeshift lube at least.
"D-Daddy!"
She barked. Glancing back over her shoulder - hitting her stride.
Willow resisted. Tight. Cunt drooling into her pulled aside panties- being gouged out with a little spit and a whole lot of girlcock.
"F-Fuckin- SHIT!"
Nails embedding in the wood, scratching, back arching, inches flooding her guts.
Willow wasn't thinking clearly, struggling through the fog of her last hit, before she felt the slap of a fat, Colombian dick against her gaping, slick asshole.
Faceplanting the desk, face half-white whilst she was stuffed full.
"Umph!!"
...
let me please you.
No.
Nothing.
. . แดสแดsแด สษชแดแดสแดs สแดแด แด ๐๐๐๐ .
โ ๐ด๐ค๐ข๐ณ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ด๐ฑ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ถ๐จ-๐ญ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ.
โ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฅ, ๐ต๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ.
#๐แดแด แดษด๐แดx
...
"O-Oh my god..."
Enjoying herself far too much, sloppy, wet hole winking at Allie the more she groped, and lapped.
She'd been kissed harder down there than she ever had on her lips.
willow yelped, hips banging off the desk. Eyes rolling and jaw clenching now Allie ate her out.
she was a junkie- utterly dependant on her dealer's good will, hoping she could sate her just by standing there and taking it-
"F-Fucking- M-Mph-..."
Squirming, queuing up another line to snort.
Hissing as she was exposed, balancing her upper half on her elbows- she'd reel from her high. Allie's hands kneading- and tongue dragging up perky, plump cheeks.
"Pervert..."
Gritting her teeth. She could endure this- if for another hit.
Willow yelped. Pert little ass stuffed into black cargos- she mewled, head buzzing- feeling Allie's voice rattle in her brain.
"Spoil myself? Generous..."
She'd present a little nicer, back arching, snatching a finger-full of coke to line her gums with.
she'd do as she was told.
feeling like a junkie- clambering to the side of Allie's desk and bending over the surface.
losing the air of mystique and disipline- she snorted one of those neat lines.
Head rocking back.
"Fuck!"
Willow had taken residence near the door, a skinny shadowy shape that seemed only good for lurking - she was drawn in by the sight of drugs piled high on the table, and began closing in.
She neared the desk, tempted. Eyes darting between the powder and the seller.
Six months?
...
how much do I get?
you've got the wrong girl if you think i'm going to degrade myself for some extra dope...
fine.
what do you want?
what's wrong with the deal we have?
don't i pay you enough?
a whole week?
how much?
am i prettier now?
Easy to pick out.
// replies tonight, sorry cuties
Fit check.
Pig.
gross.
stop texting girls half your age.
woof.
woof.
Not sure you're supposed to say.
Woof.
Far too on edge.
Hopefully her phone rings soon, she has a great view of the target.