Answer the door

Shoving Beth's face down onto his his spit covered cock, David decided that her date deserved to know what kind of slut he was planning on going out with. Grabbing her arm roughly, he pulled her to her feet and dragged her to the front door. Still in a face fucked daze, Beth tripped over her coffee table and fell to the ground, magnificent tits springing free from her tight dress.

Looking down at the whore, David smiled at the good work that he had done. Beth's face was a mess of mascara, phlegm, and copious amounts of spit. Hauling her back up, he positioned her in front of the door on her knees so the first thing that her date would see would be her. Lining up, he thrust his glistening cock past her lips and deep into her throat, groaning at the tightness of her throat.

Reaching for the door, David opened it to find a well dressed young man in a suit. He looked like an up and coming young lawyer for a prodigious law firm. Upon seeing her date in the doorway, Beth tried to pull away from the dick in her mouth - but David grabbed the back of her head and pushed her deeper onto his cock until her nose was touching his stomach before starting to thrust into her mouth.

The date just stood there in shock, trying to figure out just what he was seeing. His hot date whom he had spent a lot of time trying to convince to go on a date with him was being savagely face fucked by some loser.

"Hey, you must be Beth's date. She's a bit preoccupied at the moment but give me a minute and she'll be ready to go out with you", David said as he mercilessly hammered his cock into Beth's **** face.