"Suck me off, slut."

You nod submissively. This was the only way to get what you want. You whisper "yes sir," and sink to your knees. You fumble with his jeans, and open them enough for his erection to poke out, barely contained by his underwear. You slowly pull down the waistband of his boxers and softly inhale when his dick is revealed. Your mind cloudy with lust, it immediately enraptures you and you gaze at it longingly for a few seconds before guiding it into your open mouth.

With one hand, you hold his cock in your mouth, and bob your head on it eagerly, stopping only to swirl your tongue around his head. Your other hand slowly finds its way to your dripping pussy and you moan as you start to slip a finger in. Your lips part easily, and you tremble at the intense sensation. You moan around Patrick's cock, and he grunts at the vibrations. He grabs the back of your head and slowly forces his dick deeper into your throat, making you gag. You fight the urge to pull back, letting him use you so that maybe you'll get what you want. You let your hands fall and he starts to facefuck you, holding your head with both hands. Your hand furiously works in and out of your dripping hole, letting the pleasure wash over you. He forces his dick deep into your throat a few more times, eventually holding it there as you ****.

As you feel your lungs strain for oxygen, he lets you go and you fall backwards to sit on your heels, coughing and drooling. Saliva drips down your face and onto your chest. "Stand up," he commands and you struggle to your feet. You let your hands fall to your side, and put on a pleading face.