Dirty Little Secrets

Sadie moaned in agreement, Tommy may have been an absolute jerk, but he was still hot, even Sadie couldn't deny that.

A shiver ran through her when he grabbed her hair and used his firm grip to lead her into the living room, roughly bending her over the couch.

"I love it rought," she corrected him.
 
"I bet you do you filthy fucking whore!" Tommy grunted as he grabbed Sadie's thong and forcibly ripped it off her crotch, shredding the thin fabric easily. He smacked her now-bared ass before grabbing her hair again and pulling her head back harshly as his hard cock found her dripping, slutty entrance.

He pushed forward with his hips then, driving his full length into the depths of her hot juicy cunt, and a low roar escaped his throat as the intensely pleasurable sensations nearly overwhelmed him.

"Fuck yes you slut," he said as his hands wrapped around her throat from behind.
 
Sadie cried out in excited, lusty delight as he ripped off her thing. Her body jerked in reaction to the sharp pain of Tommy slapping her ass. Her back arched as he pulled her hair sharply, forcing her head back at the exact moment that he thrust deep inside of her dripping wet pussy.

Her hips bucked in desperate need and her pussy immediately contracted around his thick, long cock.

very sensation experienced by her body was amplified to a level she had never before experienced, his hand wrapping around her throat only adding to it. It was a scary, sexy, exciting sensation and she loved every single touch and every word he said to her.

The idea that she could be so turned on by someone she hated so much was one that she couldn't even fathom at the moment, all she could do was be in the now, and enjoy every second of this.
 
Tommy held her firmly in place, his grip on her hair tight as he held himself fully inside her hot pussy. "Fuck," he grunted, smacking her ass again before releasing her hair, pushing her head forward. He grabbed her bra and quickly unfastened it, letting her big tits swing free. He groped them harshly for a moment before he started moving his cock in and out of her cunt.

Fuck that felt good. A moment later he was driving himself hard into her, savoring the lusty cries his treatment elicited from her throat.
 
Sadie moaned loudly and bucked her hips back against him as he unhooked her bra and roughly groped her tits.

She cried out in delight and grabbed onto the couch to brace herself as he really started fucking her. It was exactly what she had craved from him, as much as she hated him, this was what she craved deep down in her core.
 
Tommy grunted as his cock spasmed mightily, buried deep in her hot cunt as he nailed her from behind. "Fuck that's one helluva pussy you bitch," he groaned, savoring every second of this fantasy-turned-reality. "No wonder you make guys pay for the pleasure," he said. "Fucking whore," he grunted, before pulling his cock out of her and grabbing her by her hips. He picked her up easily and dumped her over the back of the couch, so she landed on the seat cushions.

He came around her then, grabbed her hair, smacked her across the face, and when she opened her mouth stuffed his cock down her throat!
 
Sadie leaned her head back and moaned loudly, her body moving with each rough thrust. Her pussy milked at his cock, craving him deeper inside of him. Her hips bucked each time he slammed into her, and her grip on thd couch grew tighter as he railed her harder.

She yelped when he picked her up and roughly tossed her over the back of the couch. She looked up at him as he walked around the other side, her heart racing. She cried out when he slapped her, now she was a little pissed. As her mouth opened, she felt him shove his cock fully into her throat. She gagged loudly, unable to breathe, her eyes watering and her body tensing on the couch, writihng around and trying to get away.
 
"Suck it you whore," Tommy grunted, the aggressive side of the coke-fueled fervor taking over, and he grabbed her hair and forced her face fully down on his cock, burying his cock in her throat and her nose against his skin. He slapped her cheek a couple more times with his free hand.

He liked her all pissed off.
 
Sadie wanted to act out in her anger, but she new better than to do something to really piss him off. She'd been to hockey games where his anger got out of hand and she didn't want to have that much aggression geared towards her.

She relaxed her jaw, unable to avoid the saliva that was now dripping down her chin. Her throat was stretched around his giant cock, her eyes watering and her face turning bright red.

Her body was still displaying how pissed off she was, especially when he continued slapping her face. She somehow managed to free herself from his grasp. She gasped for breath and looked up at him, immediately regretting her decision to fight against his control.
 
"Need a little break, whore?" Tommy asked with a smirk, standing over her with his big rock hard cock in front of her. He laughed and left her there as he grabbed his pants and pulled out the bag of coke from the pocket. He emptied the baggie on the glasstop coffee table and then handed her a razor blade.

"Rake us out some lines?" he asked her, rolling up that hundred dollar bill...
 
Sadie nodded, still trying to catch her breath. She loved it rough, but this was more than she'd ever experienced. It scared her and turned her on collectively.

She leaned her head back against the couch as he stepped away from her and picked up his pants, pulling out a bag of coke and walking back towards the coffee table where he dumped the contents of the baggie onto the glass table top.

He handed her a razor blade which had seemingly appeared out of thin air and she moved to her knees between the couch and the table. She had obviously cut out lines before because her moves were swift and concise, getting the job done neatly and fast.

Her focus returned to him as he rolled up a $100 dollar bill, her tits rising and falling with each deep breath she took, her eyes locking with his.
 
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