Chapter 70

Riley

"I beg your fucking pardon?" I screeched, glaring at him from where I knelt.

“I like to fuck pussies that are already gaping and filled with c.u.m first,” He replied, yanking his zipper up over his terribly turgid d.i.c.k.

I hissed at him, still on my knees. “You nasty fucking man.”

He simply shrugged, “I’ve never hidden what I am,unlike your buddy Charles. What would a little girl like you know about nasty anyway? You should go home and cuddle in your pajamas watching cartoons, Princess.”

My blood pressure spiked at his word. I rose to my feet, eyes blazing, and got right in his face. I...