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The leather wrapped rod slams deeper into Bernadetta’s tight cunt, Petra grabbing a fistful of purple hair as she thrusts into her lover with all of her might. Bernadetta can’t help but choke out a moan as her head is snapped back, looking into deadly, hungry eyes.
“Prey,” Petra growls before letting her head drop down, landing on her pillow as drool spills from her mouth.
Petra’s hands are everywhere, sharp nails clawing at every inch of skin, leaving her sore and bleeding all over, “you are good prey,” Petra speaks calmly and clearly, not even breaking a sweat as she ruined the timid girl.
Bernadetta shrieks as sharp teeth bite at her neck, in response her body bucks back into Petra’s hips before that hand is back in her hair and her face is shoved into the puddle of drool she’s made, able to do nothing but whine needily as the predator has her way with her.