“I didn’t think so.” I lift my ass and push my jeans down my legs, along with my boxers, in one swoop. My thick, veiny cock juts out, standing at attention. “Prepare yourself, Princess,” I growl reaching for her, sinking my fingers into her hair and pulling her closer.
I bring her face to mine and press my lips against the corner of her pink ones.
“Prepare for what?” she whispers as if she doesn’t already know.
“For me to fuck your face. I won’t be gentle tonight. Tonight, I’m taking your throat like I would take your pussy or ass. You’ll swallow every drop like the good little slut you are…”
“But…” she starts, and I shake my head, gripping her by the chin, my fingers digging into her skin, leaving a bite of pain behind.
“No buts, baby…I’m taking your throat, whether you like it or not…though if we’re both being honest, I know you like it.” And that’s all I need to say for her to drop down and take my cock into her mouth.
“Such a good fucking girl, our dirty little fucking slut, our precious little princess.” I praise, at the first flick of her tongue.