Peachy Keen Films-Bad Date

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Bad Date. Starring Melissa Moore. Directed by JohnM

Melissa has just gotten home from a awful meeting. The fellow creeped her out so much that she didnТt even say goodbye; just waited until he went to the shower and left. SheТs prepped to just ease off at home, see some TV and leave behind about the entire thing. Then she hears a knock on the door. The taxi driver tells her that she left her credit card in his taxi, but when she opens the door, her appointment shoves his way in. Angered by her rude departure, he has come for vengeance. Using a hand-held taser, he shocks her repeatedly, as she wails in anguish and squirms on the floor. Caning his enormous trunk out, her holds her by her hair and smacks her face with his astounding slab of meat, before packing it down her facehole, causing her to spit and gag. He cuffs her and hauls her into her bedroom, tossing her down on the mattress.

Binding her stretched eagle on the sofa, her most personal areas on demonstrate, he ferociously pushes his thumbs into her helpless puss, her screams echoing thru the building. Next is a dark-hued, big faux-cock, shoved ferociously into her taut puss, opening up it badly open as tears load down her face and she prays for him to stop. Using an obscenely meaty and intense electro-hitachi, he compels her to spunk, again and again, teasing her by accusing her of enjoying her harsh approach. Pulling out an evil looking blade, he slices her boulder-holder and underpants off, threatening her with the razor-sharp weapon. Untying her, he gags her with his dick until her face is slippery with her own slaver. Rolling her face down, he climbs on top of her, pulling her hair and holding her mitts behind her back, as he porks her. Her prayers only seem to encourage the beast, while he resumes to strike her sensitized gash and tosses her around on the couch like his individual toy.

When he heads to view for valuables in the building, she curls up and weeps, funked for her highly life. He comebacks and tells her that if she gives him the hottest suck off of his life, he might think about letting her live. She submerges to her knees, munching his sausage like a brazen tramp, lapping at his sack of babymakers and spitting shamelessly over his python-like bulge. She opens her hatch humbly as he shoots a load, cords of humungous, milky man milk collecting on her tongue and spilling out to flip down her chin. Before she can catch her breath, he strangles her neck, smothering the life from her. She fights, clutching at gullet, thrashing on the sofa, desperate for just a single breath of air, but after her crappy ordeal, she has tiny force left. Briefly she is still, her violated bod expanded on the sofa, her face a mask of slobber and goo, her nude assets left not a single shred of dignity.