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dawn etc.
Date: 9/15/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Lesbian Sex, Author: Bumfuzzled2, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
mind quickly recalling where she had hidden it, just in case. Faith opened the pack and pulled out a cigarette. She lit it and pushed her head back, sucking in the poison and blowing out the smoke so it formed in a cloud above her. She sat in silence until she was about half-way down before turning to Will again, "You and your girlfriend ever watch porn together?" Will wanted to tell her it was none of Faith's business, but it was best to keep the Dark Slayer sweet, perhaps she could still stop the inevitable, "Once or twice, it never really did much for us." "Girl on girl or boy on girl? Or boy on boy?" Faith asked. "We were lesbians. Girl on girl," replied Will, wondering where this conversation was going. "Shame," Faith took another draw on her cigarette, before looking at it and dropping it on the floor, "Warden doesn't like us smoking in the cells. I'll need to mask the smell. I always think sweat and pussy juice work well." "I'm sure they do," Willow f***ed herself to speak in a neutral tone, like she was discussing the weather not her impending **** by an attractive psychopath. Faith slumped into silence again, but Will could see the brunette looking at her. The Slayer had a sardonic smile on her face, full of control and lacking pity. For a few moments they sat across from each other. Suddenly Faith asked "You know the trouble with lesbian porn?" "No men?" Will spoke lightly. From the cells ... around her she was starting to hear the unmistakeable sounds of female lovemaking. If she hadn't been in such a tight spot Willow would have been happy vacationing here, lots of attractive women, all lesbians. "There's that," Faith gave a humourless laugh, "but I meant no anal. Or very little... you just don't see the gaped assholes of whores, open and bruised where they've been fucked by a cock which is too big for them. It's all lovey-dovey, not agonising, brutal fucking. You know Will I bet you've never been fucked, I bet you've been made love to..." "They can be the same thing," replied Will. Faith hit her hand into her palm with emphasis, "No bitch. There's no such thing as love making. One thing you and B taught me, you're either a fucker or fucked. And I'm a fucker Red, I'm a fucking fucker. I'm the nastiest fucker in this shithole. And you - you're a bitch, a bitch to be fucked up her ass like a dirty whore. None of this fucking shit about love or fucking relationships, just you face down squealing for mercy until your ass is raw and you're so broken if I say I want a shit you'll come up under me to be my fucking toilet..." Willow sat still as flecks of spittle spat from the brunette's mouth. Had Faith always been this mad? Or was it being imprisoned here? Nature or nurture? A philosophical quandary. But as Faith was on her feet and advancing on Willow it was one that would need to wait for another time. The brunette had stopped in front of ...