You stalked me for weeks waiting for just the right moment to take what isn’t yours. A tiny, blonde slut helpless against your strength. I’m so fragile and naive, just the way you like them. You plotted, planned, and had every single move right down to the last detail.
Now the time has come to implement your twisted scheme. It couldn’t have gone better. Everything is going to plan, now your dick begins to throb as you go deeper into your hardcore fantasy.
I gasp for air but nothing comes. I beg, plead, surrender completely with my weary eyes but no relief to be had. You want to take your precious time with your prey so you can savor the moment.
What will you do now with your tiny little whore? Your wicked, twisted mind only knows.































































































































































































