The predators' prey

The petite 18-year-old girl with long, straight blond hair and a small, round face stood in front of a backdrop of stuffed animals. She wore a black choker with a bow and had luscious pink lips. Her big, round boobs were hidden beneath a tight leather top, while her shapely, tan body was clad in black leather stockings. The room was filled with the scent of leather and the soft hum of a distant computer. She blushed slightly as she adjusted her high pigtails, trying to hide the fact that her tiny, perky ass was barely covered by her leather mini skirt. The air was thick with tension as the door creaked open, revealing a large, muscular old man standing at the threshold. His eyes gleamed with a predator's hunger, his massive cock bulging under his tattered robe. She tried to run, but her tiny legs wouldn't carry her far before he grabbed her roughly, lifting her off the ground. His massive hand forced her mouth open, and she screamed in horror as he thrust his enormous cock into her trembling body. The pain was excruciating, but she couldn't escape. His powerful thrusts were relentless, each one causing her to cry out in anguish. Despite her struggles, he didn't stop until he was done, leaving her battered and bruised on the cold floor. The room was silent except for the sound of her muffled sobs.