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Meredith & DD R'Moan - Real Couple - Our First Consensual **** Scene - Struggle & Clothes-Tearing, Bound Wrists, Forced Orgasms & Face-Fucking, Squirting, Multiple Positions - Part 1 of 4 video from MeredithTourmaline
Meredith & DD R'Moan - Real Couple - Our First Consensual **** Scene - Struggle & Clothes-Tearing, Bound Wrists, Forced Orgasms & Face-Fucking, Squirting, Multiple Positions - Part 1 of 4 by MeredithTourmaline DD R'Moan and I get into some sexy trouble and roleplay together. I'm late for my job interview at the library, but DD won't let me leave. He wants to posses me. As I step toward the door, all dressed up in my brand new fuchsia blouse and grey wool pleated skirt, he grabs ahold of me and circumvents my escape. He pushes me back into bed, forces my boots off my feet, and starts ripping my clothes.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I don't just let it happen. I put up a fight. I beg him to let me leave. I can't be late. But he doesn't listen. He lifts my skirt and rips my black lace tights, revealing rose-pink lace underwear, which he pulls aside to finger-fuck me. It's tempting to stay - I don't want to admit how good this feels. I've got other things to do.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I struggle some more.

























































































































































































































































































































































































And then he unbuckles his belt.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I know what's next. As he lowers his tight jeans, old and faded and soft, I kiss his hard cock through his underwear, hoping to placate him. If I do this, will he let me go? My hot pink lipstick stains his underwear, his stomach, his thighs.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I'm a brat. When he removes his underwear, revealing his hard cock, I refuse. I reach for my mug of morning coffee and stare him down as I take long, slow sips. I make him wait. I frustrate him. I thwart his attempts to intimidate me.

























































































































































































































































































































































































But he splashes my coffee in my face and forces his dick down my throat anyway. He straddles me, weight on my chest, and face-fucks me, shoving his cock quicker and quicker. He chokes me, spanks me, pulls my hair. He tears my clothes some more, as I still refuse to take them off for him. He uses the cuffs of my torn-up blouse to bind my wrists.

























































































































































































































































































































































































And though I don't want to be here, he forces me to come.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I'll never make it to my interview at the library on time. I'll probably never make it at all. I am grouchy and petulant.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I've lost so much.

























































































































































































































































































































































































He fucks me in multiple positions. Sometimes I struggle, sometimes I give in. After all, it feels good. I don't want to admit it, but it does.

























































































































































































































































































































































































I moan in aggravated pleasure. DD makes me spread my legs for the camera, makes me squirt.

























































































































































































































































































































































































When will he let me leave?
duration 20:27
Party In Tatters video from BlackxRose92
Party In Tatters by BlackxRose92 Rose Black is just about dressed and ready for a fancy party but she's struggling to pull her tailored dress on. The zipper is stuck and won't zip up even though it fit so well at the last fitting. Rose struggles and then finally calls BJx Black for help. She's accidentally smeared her lipstick on the dress in her failure to get zipped up.




































































































































































































































































BJx attempts to pull the zipper closed, but it's no use. It won't budge at all, and the stubborn lipstick stain has already set into the delicate silk fabric, staining the ivory dress. He accidentally knocks Rose onto the couch when he notices a massive tear in one of her lace top nylon thigh highs. It's so badly torn that he just rips it right off! It makes delightful shredding sounds and relieves some of the tension from Rose's too small party dress. Rose doesn't want mismatched stockings, so BJx rips the second one! Now both thigh highs are ripped to shreds and hang like soft, fuzzy webs around Rose's feet until he pulls off her high heels and rips the nylons completely off.




































































































































































































































































BJx is frustrated at the clothing situation and didn't want to attend the party anyways, so he decides to rip Rose's dress to match her pantyhose. She argues not to, it's such an expensive dress! She paid a few hundred dollars for it and doesn't want to see the silk ruined even though it's stained from her bright red lipstick. BJx had no idea the dress cost so much money and just rips it! He's not happy about her being too chubby for a very pricey dress and modifies it to make himself feel better. He starts ripping anywhere he can.




































































































































































































































































Rose is shocked, a little upset, embarrassed at first by being suddenly naked, but really enjoys the sound of the ripping fabric. BJx gets more vicious with his tears, yanking pieces and shreds to expose Rose more and more. He likes the sight of Rose's naked body through the tattered gown and pulls the silk until it tears noisily, sometimes pulling it slowly to draw out the pleasant sound, eliciting moans from Rose as he does. BJx takes pleasure in ripping Rose's dress, thigh highs, and Victoria's Secret panties until she's naked and completely exposed. He rips her party outfit until she's naked and at his mercy. With no clothes left at all, Rose and BJx are stuck at home for the evening. BJx likes the sight of Rose naked much better than in the too small dress, and all of the clothes ripping gave him a power boner that needs to be used.




































































































































































































































































He tells Rose he has a much better plan for how they can spend their night. Rose kneels next to the scraps of silk dress and uses her mouth to pleasure BJx. His power boner is throbbing hard and easily slides down her throat. Rose wraps her soft red lips around his cock and sucks it eagerly. She deep throats until she slobbers and trails spit down her lipsticked mouth. Rose sucks his cock until he shoots a massive load of cum all over her tongue and tits. BJx shoots multiple streams of jizz all over Rose, covering her tits. She laughs and tastes some, then uses the ruined silk dress to wipe up the sticky ejaculate. They laugh in the shared pleasure of turning the expensive silk dress into a useless cum rag.
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