She felt his hand on the back of her head. Felt it forcing her to her knees in front of him. Felt her own lack of resistance. She opened her mouth and took his cock, obedient and unresisting at first, then eagerly, greedily,… wantonly. His hand, fingers wrapped in her hair, moved her head at will, sometimes lifting her knees from the floor, or pressing the full length and girth of his his shaft past the gagging point in her throat. She was his convenient fuck toy of the moment, and she offered no resistance. His cock bludgeoned her throat like a whore’s cunt, and she devoured each thrust wanting the next one more than the last.
She looked up at him, blind bitch heat smoking from her eyes, her free hand finger fucking the dripping hole between her thighs. And he knew that she was ready. Scooping her off the floor, he carried her to the bed an fuckeD her. FuckeD her, used her, ravaged her, and pleasured her more than she had ever known pleasure could be. She was on her hands and knees, his cock in her cunt again, and she felt his fingers wrap themselves in her hair, yanking her head back, pulling her face up to his give her confirmation and comfort through his lips letting her know he’s enjoying himself. She asks for his release. She begs to feel the warm fulfilling of his shot. Now I want you to imagine that’s you and I. Picture your cunt squeezing my shaft tightly as you massage it with your walls, working out every bit of my load. Will you suck off the last drops that overflow, and swallow everything so I can continue.? Don't keep yourself waiting any longer...
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