The second the door clicked shut behind Mr. Hale, Derek was on her.
He didnโt say a word at first. He just grabbed Stiles by the throat and shoved her back against the wall right there in the entryway. His eyes were dark, cock already rock-hard and straining against his pants as he looked at the state she was in โ face still shiny with dried cum, tits marked with handprints and bite marks, and thick white cum leaking from both her used pussy and stretched asshole, running down her thighs in messy trails.




















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