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The Hotel(2)

Author: Abby
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-11 17:26:08

I hesitated for a split second, but the threat hung heavy. I leaned forward, lips parting to take the fat head into my mouth. My tongue swirled around the salty tip, tasting pre-cum as I stretched my jaw wide to accommodate his girth. He groaned, fingers tangling roughly in my hair, and before I could set the pace, he shoved forward.

His cock rammed deep into my throat in one brutal thrust, cutting off my air. I gagged instantly, throat convulsing around the invading shaft as saliva bubbled at the corners of my mouth.

He held my head firm with both hands, nails digging into my scalp, and started thrusting faster. Each slam drove him balls-deep, the coarse hair at his base grinding against my nose while my lips stretched taut around his pounding length.

“That's it, take it like the slut you are,” he grunted, hips snapping relentlessly. My hands flew to his thighs, trying to push back, but he was too strong, fucking my face without mercy. Gags tore from my chest, wet and choking, tears
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