His lips brush my c**t. I buckle hard against his face, try to squirm away. It’s too intense—I can’t take it.
But he doesn’t let me run. His fingers dig into my ass, keeping me firmly in place as he eats me out. Forcing me to take thepleasure, all of it.
When I stop resisting, Yulian hums, “Good girl.”
I muffle a scream around his c**k and come.
It feels like it goes on forever. I’m coming, and coming, and Yulian isn’t stopping. His tongue keeps licking, keeping me on thatedge as long as he likes.
Then his thrusts pick up pace.
It’s too much. I’m still coming, still shaking apart under his mouth.
“Come on, kitten,” he croons. “You can take it.”
So I do: I suck, lick, scrape, let him f**k my face like I’m a doll. His doll.
When he comes down my throat, so do I.
This time, I don’t
