Women Seeking Women #130 - Scene 2

She drops to her knees right there on the floor and wraps her lips around him before he can get another word out. The room is dead silent except for the wet sounds she makes as she takes him deeper, her cheeks hollowing, eyes watering when he hits the back of her throat. His hand knots in her hair, guiding her in short, rough thrusts that make her gag and moan at the same time. Spit drips from her chin onto her bare tits, and she rubs it in, fingers pinching her nipples while she works him with both mouth and hand. She pulls off long enough to gasp, strings of saliva connecting her lips to the head of his cock. "Use me," she says, voice raw, eyes glassy with need. Then she opens wide again and lets him fuck her throat like he owns it. Each thrust shoves him further, her throat bulging slightly around his shaft, mascara streaking down her cheeks. He can feel every swallow rippling around him, tight and hot. Her free hand slips between her legs, fingers working her soaked cunt with frantic circles over her clit. Every time she moans around him, the vibrations shoot up his spine. He pushes her down until her nose presses against his stomach and holds her there, feeling her struggle and twitch, hips jerking, until she finally pulls back with a wet cough, gasping for air, lips swollen and red. "Fuck, look at you," he mutters, stroking himself while she catches her breath. She grins up at him, tongue out, waiting for more. She wants it raw. She wants every inch until he paints her face and tits white.