My Big Bully

Petite, busty blonde Roxy Risingstar walked home, shoulders tight, each step clipped. Vince Karter closed the gap fast, his shadow stretching over hers like he owned the pavement. His smirk stretched, words slanting sideways. He mocked her height, poked at how tiny she was, his voice thick with lazy heat. She hated it, but her pulse flipped. Sick of the shit talk, still her thoughts slid lower. She pictured him pinning her spine to a doorway, massive hands hooking under her skirt. She saw his mouth bruising her mouth, her little tits crushed to his chest, hard cock grinding her open, slicking her panties straight through. Heat jolted her clit, imagination running dirty while Vince kept taunting her under the streetlight.