I want you to wake up in the middle of the night to the feeling of my hand covering your mouth and my dick painfully stretching your tight hole. I want you to groggily struggle against my rough, overpowering grasp and scream into my hand while I breed you. I'll fuck you until your body aches from the overwhelming sensation and your pained screams become pathetic whimpers, stuffing you until you're too exausted to fight back anymore or even keep your eyes open. When I'm finally done railing you, long after the last pangs of futile resistance have left your body, I'll hold you close giving you soft kisses as I drift off to sleep, you've served your purpose as my perfect filthy fucktoy. You'd better get some rest before I wake up and use you again.














