"There are a few things I?m unable to do because of my anxiety. I can?t order food, I can?t go up to a cashier and pay for something. Someone else does it for me, some people have made comments about it some of them know I have anxiety and others don?t. But I know some people take as me being ?immature? or ?lazy? even though that?s not the case. Doing these things really gives me anxiety and for people who don?t have anxiety they?re not going to understand. There?s some other things I?m unable to do that aren?t related to my anxiety. I don?t know how to whistle, I also don?t know how to ride a bike or drive."
It goes deeper than his cock, breaking through my cervix more than he did and violating my womb and making me feel even more full than he did. He's fucking my mouth, while another fucks my pussy and the two others still playing with my breasts. His cock goes deep inside my throat, cutting off all air, and he doesn't take much time to pull back to give me any other, I feel like I'm suffocating, but my body is still responding.
I'm running og tongue around his minty cock as he fucks me, sucking in wahs cheeks making it tighter for him.
He pulls back along with his vines, although some remain out. One comes and grabs me by the hair, bringing me over. I moan as he drags me to him, while inside I'm screaming for him to stop. A little of me must still be there because tears are streaming down my face even though that stupid lustful expression is still on my face.
He drops me and readjusts his hold on my hair, he wraps it around like a hair tie and keeps my head up, while another comes and forces my mouth open...the end of the story look at the video above ↑ ↑ ↑