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7/11/2025, 5:05:26 PM
>I see Siobhan Roy and her doughy ass in a tight dress across a crowded room
>I immediately drop into an olympic level sprint, beelining my way to her, knocking women and children out of the way. I tackle her legs and hold on for dear life.
>I go face first into her asshole as we tumble to the ground
>She screams, but I don't hear it - my face is red and my ears are already ringing like a million alarm bells are going off in my head
>I am thrashing my head between her cheeks like a possessed gorilla having a seizure, I am grunting and snarling and growling. I am not in control.
>My grip on her thighs is permanent. 20 men try to pull me off but I am like a pitbull holding onto a baby. No living man can deprive me of my stinky, sweaty prize. It is my right.
>She is screaming, flailing, crying. It doesn't matter at all to me. In the end, I have to be killed to be removed from her shitter. I have died to motorboat her ass. It is worth the dear price.
>Even after I die, through lifelong therapy sessions, I never really release my grip. Shiv dies with one thought in her mind, the man who would not let go
>I immediately drop into an olympic level sprint, beelining my way to her, knocking women and children out of the way. I tackle her legs and hold on for dear life.
>I go face first into her asshole as we tumble to the ground
>She screams, but I don't hear it - my face is red and my ears are already ringing like a million alarm bells are going off in my head
>I am thrashing my head between her cheeks like a possessed gorilla having a seizure, I am grunting and snarling and growling. I am not in control.
>My grip on her thighs is permanent. 20 men try to pull me off but I am like a pitbull holding onto a baby. No living man can deprive me of my stinky, sweaty prize. It is my right.
>She is screaming, flailing, crying. It doesn't matter at all to me. In the end, I have to be killed to be removed from her shitter. I have died to motorboat her ass. It is worth the dear price.
>Even after I die, through lifelong therapy sessions, I never really release my grip. Shiv dies with one thought in her mind, the man who would not let go
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