silverlaker

bianca had all day. she sat down and looked at ian's limp body. well, maybe she didn't have all day. who knows how long that injection would last. all samson had told her was that it would give her plenty of time. samson. she ached for him already. his thick cock sliding into her. ummm. she felt good in his presence. she was a robot for his love. his balls slapping against her round ass. skin on skin. his smell was rich and the room always felt dense when he was finished with her. when he was finished with any of them, actually. his presence dominated everything. and truly, everyone was there to be near him. samson had the answers. samson was poised to rule. his tip grazed her swollen cuntbianca shook her head. there were things to do. she smiled. bianca was a pepper. and everyone wanted to be a pepper, too.