I was such a bad girl growing up. Daddy had his way with me all the time using my pussy to his to release his own rage and anger towards mine mommy they fight all the time, yelling and screaming, throwing furniture and the next thing I knew my bedroom door was open, and he would stand there above my bed with the belt. With the metal buckle hanging down, ready to release the devil inside with my mom at the door, he’d swing multiple times, making scream, cry, shake, beg him to stop while his cock grew ready to teach me a lesson.
The more creamy wet my pussy would get the more angrier mommy would get. That’s how I begin getting so custom and the desire grew to be tortured, abused and violated, I love being brutally attacked and smacked. My brother’s usually would come in after daddy was done. I was a sexual deviant slave to a family of pedo fucks, can you be that daddy that stands over my bed? Eyes full rage, throbbing cock, ready to shove up my ass hole and hold there deep inside me until I can’t move, make me cry and whimper and beg you to stop. Leave me, quivering and shaking, covered in sticky nasty cum fearing for my. Blood rushing from my shredded pussy from all the pain inflicted on me.
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