“You wanna be used like a dirty f*****g slut, huh?” Damien groans, each pounding step sends vibrations to my spine.
His erected d**k hangs out like a sharp twig.
Hard.
Thick.
Scarred with filthy veins running down the rough skin.
“Wanna taste daddy’s c**k, huh?” His hand grabs a handful of my hair, twisting in a firm grip.
Pain shoots through my scalp.
“f**k… Ah…” I palm my face, massaging my forehead.
“I’ll show you how to be a slut, Berry.” He pulls me without a care, dragging me through my squirt that’s a dirty pool of urine and c*m.
“Daddy’s f*****g slut.” He drags me along, using my hair as a collar.
My body is burning from torture.
My ass swims along the tiled floor, with the dirty puddle forming a lubricant as I easily slip along, hands reaching to hold his hand.
