"You want me to fuck your mouth? Is that what you want? Open, I give you a proper fuck, then." he growled. I squeezed my thighs together as a trail of my essence dripped down the back of my leg. I opened my mouth wide to accommodate his impressive girth and had to refrain from gagging as he buried himself balls deep down my throat. I focused on my breathing as he pulled all the way out to the tip before repeating the same action once again. I squeezed my eyes shut as my eyes watered. He soon found a deep, steady rhythm. Keeping my arms locked behind me, he pushed my hair away from my face so he could watch the steady plunge and retreat of his cock in my mouth.
Pulling himself out of my mouth with an audible pop, a thick string of saliva dripped from my mouth as I coughed a few times to rid myself of the niggling feeling of nausea.