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I stroke her puckered in cheek, then slap it. She winces and whimpered moans flows out. That makes her suck harder.
Another smack. “You know you’re mine, right?”
I slow down, and cup under her chin to feel the bulge of my cock that's stuffed deep in her mouth.
She tries to nod, and I grin, removing my hand from her chin and slapping her cheek again. A light red color begins to form at the spot.
“You like it when I fuck your pretty mouth like this, don’t you?” I rasp, dipping my eyes back to her magnificent torture. She attempts to nod again. “You’re going to let me fuck it every chance I get?”
More whimpers pour from her, and the sound rumbles around my dick, her tongue sticking out more to take me in even further.
Every slap I give her, she strokes my dick like it's what's giving her youth, sucking and rolling her tongue on all the nerves that drive me wild, drenching my cock with spit and my blood.
My knees buckle as I shudder in pleasure. “Yes. Just like that, baby.”
Her head bobs at a pace that doesn’t need my hand. She sucks me so fucking good, like a star greedy for more oxygen. Like I’m the only one she’ll ever have.
I am.
She gags as more tears spilling down her cheeks from my length restricting her. Drops of blood from my wound leak down and splash onto her shoulder and some right on her lips. Goddamn it.
My eyes dilate at the sight of it. “I’m going to cum deep into your throat, and I want you to drink all of me. Every drop.”
Her moans erupt against my pulsing muscles, and she hasn't once raised her hands to stop me from destroying her throat.
I don’t get to focus too much on her torture because my knees began to tremble. The grip I have on the glass begins to slip and my head pounds into my skull, matching my heart that races uncontrollably. My thrusts become uncoordinated, my hips jerking until I’m busting like a frozen pipe.
“Ooh fuck.” My body shatters with an intense energy that my eyes clenched shut as I come.
Anita moans in the pleasure of making me weak, and does exactly as I said, drinking every drop of me like her favorite beverage, my cum shoots in every crevice of her mouth slurping down both mixtures of me.
My shoulders slump as my mind spins from her amazing performance. I wait until my heart slows down, and my strength comes back. She rises before me with a lazy grin like she's drunk from my seed, using her finger to wipe up the access drool from her mouth. Her cheek red from the smack I delivered to her.
Then she plops her finger right back into her mouth. “You're delicious, darling”
I grip her hair, pulling her up to face me. Anita stumbles, falling into my chest. I press a kiss to her wet lips.
“Now it's your turn.”