Rough Without Remorse

Not Taken By Surprise

My tongue licked around the collar of his cock. Underneath that sensitive ridge just beneath the head and lingering a moment to flick over his frenulum. His sharply drawn breath and ensuing moans just spurred me on to be the best cock-sucker ever for him. I could feel my cunt aching with the need for him to fuck and fill me. But I enjoyed the denial while I turned my attention to giving him sensational oral. I love when he takes control.

It’s So Hot When He Takes Control

I swirled my tongue over the head of his cock. Making it even shinier than it had been and lapping up the first secretions of pre-cum in the process. They served to add to my thirst, not sate it. It was all I could do to keep my mouth wet enough to lubricate his engorged shaft. Pursed tight lips made their way down every inch slowly at first. Followed by a teasing tongue over his skin. My cheeks were drawn in as much as possible to create a tight welcome for him to fuck. Up and down slowly, then faster and faster until I lost what semblance of control I had. He takes control and he took the power back, reclaiming his pussy.

His hands were in my hair forcing my head up and down on his cock, so passionately. That his cock would hit the back of my throat hard and threaten to fuck beyond what I could tolerate. I gasped and spluttered, as much as I could with him filling my mouth, but it just turned him on even more. My saliva felt as if it would drown me, and I couldn’t pay attention to skill or technique anymore. I could barely draw the breaths I needed.

He Takes Control Because He’s The Boss

His grunts above me seemed miles away but still spurred me on to continue. To suffer and endure for his pleasure as I knew he wanted me to. When I swallowed on the tip of his cock, it pushed him over that edge. A flood of hot cum and I managed to take it down, swallowing his load like a good girl. A mess, a receptacle, a breathless shaky puddle, but a good girl nevertheless.

There was no time to think about being too tired to carry on. My body was worn out from the previous night and sucking his cock was never a relaxing affair. But he takes control and he wants more. So did I, really, I just needed pushing. Harder, more. I don’t think I’d even finished swallowing every drop of cum in my mouth before he pulled me astride him, leaving me to position my sopping cunt around his still-hard cock. Yes, he’s still hard after an orgasm. No, I’m not making it up.

No One Fucks My Cunt Like Him

My pussy was swollen with arousal and my desire was tangible by the wet mess around my labia and upper inner thighs. It didn’t take a lot of effort to get the just-sucked tip of his cock to slip inside me, which it did with a loud groan from both of us at once.

You’d think a woman on top is always to be in control but you’d be wrong. He takes control and his hands encircled my waist. He showed me exactly how I was to move and when, how fast, at what angle, and for how long. He let me fuck his slippery cock with my matching slippery tight cunt. At a thigh-muscle battering pace, and with my hips angled a certain way. And my body lowered to explore his mouth with mine some more. He eventually shot his second load of the night deep inside my pussy. Marking me as his at both ends.

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