Reznor had a firm grip on his steering wheel, a grip that made his bicep bulge, a grip that showed the beautiful veins along his forearm which seemed so familiar. He kept his gaze straight, peering past the fences that surrounded his beloved base. He turned to me and gazed into my eyes. He had a certain blackness within his eye that intrigued me into his demonic intent. His pretty lips curled into a grip, I hated myself for referring to his lips as pretty but I had no choice with the way his gaze lurked onto me. In one swift movement, Reznor gripping onto my neck with a firm grip. His strength slipped into his fingers and firmed agaisnt the skin of my neck, but I didn't even think of fighting him. His sheer strength dominated me.

He forced me into the small space between the two front seats of the white Sultan. Reznor raised his left hand and smacked his palm into my ass, complimenting me on how my skin rippled. I smirked curiously. Reznor raised himself and forced me into the back seats of his sultan, following me shortly afterwards. His black, heavy vest prevented his movement and he groaned in anger, fueling his passionate emotions to violate my tight ass. He gripped onto my pants and tugged them down to my knee, showing a complete disregard for the button and zipper of my Aperture-issued work pants. Reznor slipped his black beanie off and grabbed onto his own pants, taking extra care to unbutton and unzip them as to not cause himself any disruption. I felt his cold, dominant hands pinch my white ass cheeks. He spread them apart, I could already feel the hot burn inside of my crack. I whimpered and slipped my face into the leather seat. His hard tip entered inside of me. He was gentle at first, almost enjoyably gentle, though the moment was short-lived. He kept his grip and thrusted into me, the rough skin of his thick shaft grinding against the wet anal walls of my swamp ass. He tilted his head back and pounded into me. He gave no concern for me, all he wanted was his balls to tense up and to blow his load into my tight ass. He kept silent[size=85]ium[/size] until the last few seconds of my tiresome and painful ass-fucking before letting out a large groan and releasing his thick load inside of my asshole. The warmth caressed my irritated rectum. I smiled softly, but he sent the back of his hand to the my left cheek and wiped the smile off of my face immediately. "Pull your pants up, Garner," he demanded.