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It turned her on just thinking about being his in every way. She wanted to surrender to him, to let this man that held so much power touch her, be with her in a way she’d never experienced before.

Hollowing out her cheeks, Karina tried to suck as much of him into her mouth as she could. But his cock was huge, and every time the tip hit the back of her throat she couldn’t help the slight gag reflex that kicked in.

Her eyes watered, her pussy was wet, and the gruff sounds coming from Viktor spurred her on.

She wrapped her fingers around the base of his dick and worked her hand up and down the length she couldn’t reach. Her clit tingled, throbbed, and she wanted to reach down and touch herself so badly. But instead she curled her nails into the bed and kept sucking his dick.

He tugged on her hair occasionally, the slight sting fueling her arousal.

She liked that bit of pain mixed with her pleasure and wanted more of it.

Picking up her speed because she wanted him to come, to shoot his load right down her throat, Karina renewed her efforts and curled her fingers around the base of his shaft harder. He hissed, and she moaned at the fact she’d gotten under his skin, so to speak. He was always in control, but right now she held power.

The feel of him under her tongue, smooth, hot, and hard, had her clenching her thighs together even more, trying to give some relief to her pussy and clit. She wanted to come, too, but she wanted his cock inside of her when she did. Her mind and body were on the same wavelength, though.

Both wanted to give in to this man until nothing else mattered.

And she would have that power over him, because no matter how strong Viktor was, it was clear even the strongest fell.

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“That’s it, baby.” Viktor was going to come really fucking hard, and as much as he wanted to shoot his load right down Karina’s throat, he wanted to get off in her sweet pussy. His balls were drawn up tight, and the fuckers ached something fierce.

He’d been thinking about this moment for a long damn time, jerking off to the image of her on her knees, sucking his cock, and getting him off.

He’d thought about his cum all over her mouth and chin, sliding down to her tits, and then she’d rub it all into her skin. Yeah, he wanted that at some point, wanted his smell on her, his cum covering her like lotion.

He needed to come, but he wouldn’t do it in her mouth. Viktor wanted to control her, but what she might not know, or maybe she did, was that her submitting to him gave her control as well.

“Suck harder, baby.”

She started bobbing her head up and down, and while she tried to get his entire length with her mouth she used her hand to rub the root of his dick. He’d kept still until now, just watching her lips stretch wide over his shaft, loving that her cheeks were hollowed out, and got damn hot when the wet sucking noises of her giving him head played out in his mind.

He groaned when the tip of his erection hit the back of her throat, and he grunted when she gently scraped her teeth along his length, sending this pleasure-pain through his entire body. His breathing shifted, and he hissed out, feeling his orgasm rise up violently.

“No, not yet,” he said and pushed her back gently before standing. He looked down at her, the sight like something out of his fucking fantasies. She was still on her knees, naked, her lush, curvy body on display, her chest heaving because she was breathing so damn hard.

Her nipples were engorged, elongated, and her mouth was parted, her lips red.

Saliva covered them, giving a glossy appearance, and having him grip his cock so he could stroke himself for just a second.

Fuck, I can’t even do that or I’ll come all over her face and chest.

And as delicious as that sounded, as much as he’d like watching her skin covered in white ribbons of his seed, he wasn’t going to waste this first orgasm on that. He wanted to fill her with his seed and watch it come out of her cunt.

“It wasn’t good?” she asked, her eyes wide, her mouth still parted even after she spoke.

He reached out and smoothed his finger along her bottom lip.

“It was better than fucking good, Karina. But when I come it’ll be inside of you, your pussy milking my dick, wanting my cum.”

Viktor helped her off the floor, and in a matter of seconds had her turned around so she was now on her back, her legs spread. He climbed over her, nestled his bigger body between her splayed legs, and grabbed her face between his hands.


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