Grabs his hair again, wrapping it around his fist and dragging his face up from the bed only to slap him hard, once, across the cheek before letting him fall back, limp.
"Such a whore," he taunts, "begging to be fucked and I've hardly touched you." Hands, yanking Alexander to the edge of the bed, and Burr sits, drags Alexander over his lap, so his legs hang down--kicks them apart with his own foot, so that his cunt is exposed.
"Is this what you want, Alexander?" He asks, as he brings his hand down hard over one ass cheek. Arranged in such a way that with each hit Alexander's cock bumps against Burr's leg, and he brings his hand down again, again, again. Wants to make him cry, beg, beyond play acting. Desperate, out of his mind. Slapping hard enough to shake his whole body, to make his own hand sting, Alexander's flesh a lovely, bright red color that he wants only to sink his teeth into, sooth with his tongue.
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"Such a whore," he taunts, "begging to be fucked and I've hardly touched you." Hands, yanking Alexander to the edge of the bed, and Burr sits, drags Alexander over his lap, so his legs hang down--kicks them apart with his own foot, so that his cunt is exposed.
"Is this what you want, Alexander?" He asks, as he brings his hand down hard over one ass cheek. Arranged in such a way that with each hit Alexander's cock bumps against Burr's leg, and he brings his hand down again, again, again. Wants to make him cry, beg, beyond play acting. Desperate, out of his mind. Slapping hard enough to shake his whole body, to make his own hand sting, Alexander's flesh a lovely, bright red color that he wants only to sink his teeth into, sooth with his tongue.