Ruin My Makeup

Kira Queen drops to her knees and opens wide. She wants that thick cock rammed past her tongue until it hits the back of her throat. She gags, spit running down her chin, mascara already streaking, and still she leans in harder. Every thrust drives deeper, no pause, no mercy. Saliva strings stretch from her lower lip each time he pulls out. Her eyes water, throat clenching, yet she moans like she’s starving for more. He grips her hair, yanks her close, fucks her face until her nose presses into skin and her throat convulses around him. She swallows every time it bulges, sucking like she’s trying to pull his soul out through his dick. He doesn’t slow. He uses her mouth like a tight wet hole made for taking everything he gives. When he finally lets go, strings of spit and pre-cum drip from her swollen lips, but she opens again. Ready. Greedy. Throat already raw, and still begging for more.