AGR-190 Punk Raped Cop
Punk Raped Cop
Adam’s Gay Readers
AGR-190
Jeff Kincaid
$3.95
Excerpt
“Well, now.” Reb’s got his fuckin’ arms folded in front’a his fuckin’ sweaty chest just under the fuckin’ nips, his feet planted firmly on either side’a my aching’ ribs, lookin’ down at me like a fuckin’ conquistador or somethin’ from what appeared to be at least eight fuckin’ feet. Maybe ten. “Sure looks like we was fuckin’ right about my fuckin’ muscle cop uncle, don’t it.”
I wasn’t no fuckin’ stud, he was sayin’. I was nothin’ more than the fuckin’ cunt slave he always said I was. A real fuckin’ bitch who secretly dug havin’ real fuckin’ horny studs dick his fuckin’ hunky hairy cop body with their fuckin’ randy joy-sticks. Asshole pussy.
“Say it,” he whispers.
“You got me, sir,” I have to admit, my head lollin’ outta control on my goddam football player-sized neck, all’a them fuckin’ thick muscles outta commission still. And them goddam birds won’t stop singin’ in my goddam fuckin’ ears. “You wanna use me like a cunt I can’t stop you no more.”
I wasn’t nuthin’ but a sweat-drenched lump’a unresisting man-meat on that fuckin’ canvas, my goddam khaki motorcycle cop uniform rumpled, ripped, torn, my fuckin’ thick-haired chest peekin’ through the fuckin’ rents in the fuckin’ fabric.
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