The head of his cock was smooth and hot against her lips. The taste of him was salty, clean, and unmistakably male. It was a taste that spoke of power and raw, primal need. She opened her mouth wider, an invitation. He took it, pushing the thick head past her lips and into the wet heat of her mouth. He filled her completely, stretching her jaw, the tip of his cock nudging the back of her throat. She gagged slightly, her body’s involuntary reaction, but she didn’t pull away.“Relax your throat,” he commanded, his voice a low growl. “Breathe through your nose. You can take it.”She tried to obey, forcing her muscles to relax as he pushed deeper. He slid in inch by inch, his hand fisted in her hair, holding her head in place. He was in control, setting the pace, using her mouth for his pleasure. The feeling was overwhelming, a complete and total surrender. She was no longer a person; she was a vessel for his desire, a warm, wet hole for him to fuck.He began to move, a slow, steady rhyth
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