The Wrong Man
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| Model, Christy Mack |
This guy broke down my door, yelling about how he'd finally found me, and now I'd get what I deserved.
I tried to ask him what the fuck he was talking about, but the massive tits suddenly ballooning out of my manly chest had me a little distracted.
Next thing I knew, he had me pinned down while he stuffed his cock into a pussy I hadn't had a minute ago.
I tried to beg him to stop, to explain he had the wrong guy, but the only sounds coming out of my mouth were slutty moans and needy whimpers.
Being used by him was shocking, humiliating; it was the hottest experience of my life.
By the time he was done treating me like his cum rag I hoped that he'd never figure out he's punishing the wrong man!

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