Amber.
“Oh f**k, blondie, you’re so perfect at this—you’re such a little slut. My slut. Mine. All mine.” He groaned as both his hands trailed roughly through my hair, turning the neat bun I’d tied earlier into a tangled mess.
His mess entirely.
“I f*****g know you’d enjoy this… you’re so good. Keep going, f**k… you love my c**k, don’t you?” He continued, thrusting his hips forward this time to bury every inch deep into my throat, his fingers clamping tighter against my scalp.
I gagged, my eyes widening shamelessly as if I might lose my breath entirely, but then he tilted my head backward, freeing his length from my mouth with a wet pop.
He gazed down, taking in how my breaths came in heavy, ragged bursts.
His release had smeared across my cheeks, my chin, even dripping down to my c
