“go on, kid. make your ol’ man proud. that’s what you’re after, ain’t it? need daddy to tell you how good you’re doin’? you oughta work for it then.” while he’s got his hand on the back of your head, shoving your nose into his sweaty bulge.
This is what happens when you keep flirting with a married man, thinking nothing would come of it because everyone said he was happily married. He ends up balls deep inside you with no signs of stopping.
big n scary southern man cooing over you after he scared you to the ground wit his hunting rifle, looming over your little body. "shit, m' sorry sugar. thought you was some animal tryna get in." , "c'mon get up girl i aint g'na hurt you unless you gimme a reason to." >_____<