Face Fucked by My Phantasm

In the dead of night, I find myself alone with my masked lover, Ghost Face. He stalks me, his breath heavy with anticipation. I tease him, my body writhing as I strip, baring myself to his piercing gaze. He pounces, his gloved hands pinning me down, his knife pressed against my throat. I gasp as he forces my legs apart, his hard cock pushing into me, filling me completely. He fucks me rough, his breath hot on my neck, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me onto him. I scream, but no one hears. It's just me and Ghost Face, lost in our twisted dance of death and desire.

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