Of course this was as futile as always. With his streaming tears smearing his mascara and cutting tracks through the rest of his makeup, with the taste of blood and cosmetics in his mouth from helplessly biting his full, pouty, heavily lacquered lower lip, with his cheap faux-diamond pendant earrings swinging wildly from their piercings as he was hammered so relentlessly from behind, Kerry could only sob brokenly and wonder dimly what had Toni so worked up this time.
She was using him even harder and more brutally than usual. Indeed she also kept on battering into him for far longer than he’d seen her use most of her girlfriends, on the frequent occasions she chose to cuckold him right in the very room he happened to be cleaning. But at last she pulled out gasping and grinning and gloatin
