I fucking needed a fix, and I knew just fucking where to go. Brett. I knew he would be ready to kick my fucking ass, I owe him enough, I don’t fucking blame him. But, I gotta fucking try. Besides, if I go out and come back empty-handed, I’ll get far worse than my fucking ass kicked.
So I got in my sluttiest outfit and went anyway. I knock on the door, and wait. I knew he was checking first. The door shot open and he grabbed a fist full of my fucking hair and threw me inside to the floor. He started kicking and slapping me around, asking what the fuck made me think I could walk back there after not showing up with a fucking dime.
I begged him to wait a minute, wait a minute. I got a great deal just for a little bit. He stood up, obviously waiting for explanation. As soon as I could spit the blood out of my fucking mouth, I rolled up on my knees, trying to get up. My mini skirt slid up, exposing my wide-spread fuck holes.
I paused when I heard his approving grunt. Yes, it worked!
He dropped down, slammed my face to the floor, and shoved a very big, very hard, very fucking dry dick into my shit shoot!
I screamed to the floorboards as he fucked the shit out of my torn, gaped hole.
When he was done, and my crack slut shit shoot was full of thick jizz, he tossed a little baggy at me, and told me next time, I better have cash hiding up my twat, or he was going to bring friends to break my holes in!
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