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Protest~Part 2

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We arrived at a strange apartment, not far from and alleyway. Immediately, I was pushed onto the kitchen counter top. He ripped my leggings with one hand, and proceeded to try and take of my shirt. 

I was in awe that he ripped my leggings, but he asked if he could take of each piece of my layers following that. He placed his bag on the ground, but kept his gear on. I could see his lustful eyes through the mask. I sat there in partial leggings, a bra, and underwear.

Through the whole in my shredded leggings, he rubbed my p*ssy.

"Someone's wet," he said, looking at his finger. "Are you wet for daddy? What do you want daddy to do to you?" He stared at me in my eyes, clearly waiting for a response. I was blushing too much to even think about what I wanted to say in response. He continued playing with me through my underwear.

He grabbed my legs and brought himself closer to me, continuing his finger movements. Why did I have to wear some of my ugliest underwear today? Every second of this was pure torture for me.

He took off the scraps of my leggings and my underwear. He spread my legs open, seemingly just to look.

"God. You're so beautiful and wet," he took my bra off. "I'm going to f*ck the living sh*t out of you." I tried to close my legs, feeling myself getting h*rnier, but I was met with a firm grip keeping me open.

He unzipped his pants. I could see the huge bulge in his pants. He rolled down his underwear, bringing his d*ck out. It was huge. I thought about how I was going to ripped to shreds, like my leggings. He used the tip and rubbed it on my opening.

Keeping the tight grip on my thighs, he slowly pushed himself in. I threw my head back and moaned loudly. He started moving. He had all this gear on, which made every thrust feel heavier and harder. I used my arms as balance on the countertop, moaning with every deep stroke. Scorpion was moaning quieter than me, and it was hot. He swore every once in awhile too.

He picked up his speed causing me to scream out in pleasure.

"Oh god Scorpion," I started playing with my cl*t which made my eyes roll to the back of my head. He was going extremely fast. I couldn't help but wonder how much faster he would be without the gear. We were both moaning. I stared at his mask, and he only got hotter by the second. My back arched in ecstasy, and our eyes met. He released one of my thighs, maintaining his fast pace, and grabbed my hair. He made me stare at the ceiling with my back arched with one move. This made us closer than before, and his strokes went deeper. I tried to wrap my leg around him, but my body was starting to shake.

"I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come," I sounded like I was pleading or begging with him to make me. He had full control over me as my whole body started to go numb. I felt my legs starting to shake while I came. He pulled out and covered my stomach with his c*m. It felt hot and sticky, but I was breathing too hard to try and clean it off.

To be continued...