she’s tired? blowjob. she’s angry? blowjob. she’s packed up with work? blowjob. whatever her mood is, you’re always ready to kneel by her and bobbing your sweet empty head of yours. gagging sound and natasha’s moans would fill the room, cheeks hallow and tears streaming down your pretty face. ropes of saliva and cum fill your mouth as her mushroom head twitches and push forcefully in you.

you’re always happy to be pretty and suck her off while she stress about big things, your mouth always filled with her cum to not having you on her nerves too.

her callouses hands gripping at your scalp, pushing you up and down or keeping you still while her hips thrust more of her inside your warm mouth.

you would look at her with doe pretty dumb eyes as a smirk spread on her lips. slender fingers gripped at the big fat cock head brushing it on your lips, patting your cheeks in mocking, sliding on your tongue until she blow off on your face painting your pretty face in white, sticky, cum.

such a beautiful cock sucker, look at that, fuck–ugh.

let me deep throat you, pretty girl, i wanna bury this big cock in your little mouth of yours and make it fit.

oh baby girl you look like a cheap whore with this big cock stuffed in your mouth and not even whining. is that what you like, hm? yes, ‘cause you’re daddy’s cockwhore.

yes–ugh. there we go, baby, swallow daddy’s treat just like that. yes, yes, pretty thing, i do not want a single drop waisted.

oh sweets. such a painting, aren’t you? look, baby, all daddy’s cum on your face. you’re so pretty.

Kyle: Francesca'sgonna ask the guard to disconnect the alarm on the rear door, saying she has boxes to unload, something she’s done in the past.