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She slipped from the toilet to the cold tile floor and spread her legs, waiting as he came down on top of her, his rod probing through the soaked hair to jab against her vagina. Renee wanted to squeal as it shoved the lips apart, the blood swollen, tender lips that throbbed from his piss. Manuel's hips heaved against her and drove searchingly to her depths, shoving and tearing into her like an animal. Renee heaved back, grinding their black pubic hair together until his and which was the two of them joined. Under her butt, the floor was icy tile searing into her. She moaned and smashed her hips against his, winding her legs around his body and locking her ankles to hold him tight. |
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She hated him. But the smooth head of his prick was bigger and bigger, sliding inside her at an increasing tempo until her whole body throbbed to the rhythm, until there wasn't anything left in the universe but that pounding, exploding cock shooting hot sperm against her tender passage and filling her womb.
Renee did cry out. Then she flopped back, exhausted. Her legs, still tightly locked, slid over his hips and he stood up---a disgusted look coming over his face.
"Pig," he said, slapping her face. "Slut. Puta. Look! Look what you have done!"
He held out the front of his shirt, stained with his urine, his pants, blotched with urine and semen.
"Clean yourself up, pig. Andale!"
Renee stood in the shower and shivered as the first needle spray of icy water hit her body. Her lust vanished in the first touch of the water. She tried to change the temperature, but it didn't matter what she turned, the water continued coming out only a few degrees above freezing.
Hurriedly she wet herself down and hopped out of the shower. There were no towels, so she was forced to walk back through the empty corridor naked and shivering and dripping water at every step.