Emma, 22, was on the sofa, right hand down her pants, cell phone in her left hand, when Rick walked in. He stopped and stared for a second.
“What?” She asked.
“Watcha’ doing?”
“Getting off and looking at Insta,” she said as she rubbed her clit harder, her panties shoved to the side.
“Huh,” he said as he walked over. She was looking at photos of girls in bikinis—her new thing. He nodded in approval as she brought herself to orgasm, groaning louder and louder until she came.
Rick grabbed her and swung her legs up against the back of the sofa. She shrieked with joy as he undid his pants. Her head hung off the back of the sofa and she already knew what to anticipate. She opened her mouth and he leaned in, pressing his hard cock down her throat.
Her eyes grew wide. Rick had a big dick—not huge—just the perfect size for a struggle. After her throat warmed up, she was always able to deep throat him with ease. But tonight, he was playing by a different set of rules.
Warming up was for punks. Tonight, she was gonna get sloppy.
Emma LOVED getting sloppy.
He pumped his cock into her mouth, fucking her throat. She gagged and hurled uncontrollably, her abs flexing from the sudden jerk. A pool of spit rushed over her face, coating her eyes, her cheeks, and her dirty blonde hair.
He pulled his cock from her mouth and just when she thought she could take a breath, he shoved it back down her throat. She gagged again, he pulled back, teasing her with the promise of oxygen, before ramming his cock into her throat again.
She’d fallen for it and gagged uncontrollably, puking up a mountain of saliva—thick and white. She coughed and gagged and tapped his ass. He got her message and gave her the breather she requested, but not the breather she wanted.
He squatted down over her face and without saying a word, she knew his command was to tongue his asshole. And tongue it, she did. She licked and slurped as she reached around and jerked his saliva coated cock.
She licked his asshole all the way to his balls and back again. He groaned with pleasure and once he’d had enough of her tongue, he sat up and pushed his cock into her mouth again.
This time, the gloves were off. Watching him fuck away, one wouldn’t be able to differentiate between a pussy and her mouth. He rammed her throat with an intensity she hadn’t felt in ages.
Another wave of saliva shot out with a roar as she coughed and gagged. Her eyes had turned bloodshot from all the saliva running down her face and dripping onto the hardwood floor.
She was a hot mess. He loved it. She loved it.
He leaned forward, his cock all the way down her throat, and began to eat her out. This was Emma’s favorite little game. Would she cum or pass out first?
He sucked her clit, fully aware that she only had about 45 seconds to cum before she’d pass out from his cock in her mouth and no fresh oxygen. But that was part of the fun.
Her face started to turn beet red as he sucked and tongued her clit. Soon, she was writhing. She was going to cum, but would she cum in time?
She started to struggle and writhe. She was close to both passing out AND cumming, but Rick wasn’t moving.
She squeezed his thigh, which was code for orgasm and right at that moment, he pulled out of her mouth and she came and gasped for air like her life literally depended on it.
She came hard—a torrent of squirt shot from her cunt and soaked the wall.
“Look what you did,” he laughed, proud of his work.
He knew that her squirt was piss, but he didn’t give a shit. He leaned in and continued to lap up her squirt as she pleaded with him to stop.
“Babyyyy,” she groaned. “Stopppp. I’m swollen and sensitive.”
She wiggled and writhed, flipping onto her knees. Finally, he got to look at his masterpiece.
Her hair was soaked, matted down with thick saliva. Her face was coated in it, soaked her small, perky breasts. Her bald pussy, lips swollen, was drenched in piss and squirt.
“Do I look pretty?” She asked.
He pulled his cell phone from the coffee table and hit record.
“You’re about to find out,” he said as he put his cock in her mouth and pressed as hard as he could, while filming.
She gagged and coughed and he pulled out, grabbed his cock, squeezed, and shot a thick load of cum into her already soaking wet face.
“Oh baby!” She shouted as his cum shot lines across her face. She opened her mouth and he shot one more line directly onto her tongue, which she slurped down with joy.
“Let me see!” She shouted as she bounced up and down with excitement.
He shook the last few drops of cum off the tip of his cock, watching the dots land on her thighs.
“Good girl,” he said as he stopped recording and shot the video onto his TV screen for her to watch.
“Look,” he said as she backed into the sofa and watched the video he’d just recorded. She rubbed her clit once more and orgasmed, watching the video of her take a huge facial.
“I’m a slut,” she said with a laugh.
“You’re my fucking slut.”
“I’m your fucking slut,” she said as she wiped the saliva from her eyes.
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