Brett's Gay Misery Meets Ti-Hit Whore's Magic Touch

Brett's gay sulking reaches an all-time high when he stumbles into the wrong sex dungeon, finding himself face-to-face with a ti-hit whore. She, in a sheer corset and fishnet stockings, raises an eyebrow at the sight of his miserable face. "You look like you need a good fucking," she growls, pushing him onto the leather couch. Brett, too far gone in his self-pity, doesn't protest as she rips off his clothes, revealing his hard, leaking cock. She laughs, a sound like breaking glass, as she mounts him, her tight, wet cunt swallowing his length. "There, there, pet," she mocks, riding him hard, her nails digging into his chest. "Feeling better yet?"

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• ti-hit

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