Calmly, at first...

With that, she managed to push her way through and open her driver’s side door. Dylan watched her, his calm deteriorating. Feeling her breasts brush his arm as she pushed past him, Dylan turned on her with a glare of his own. She had the door open as he grabbed her by the hair, and she gasped, opening her mouth to speak until Dylan silenced her with a smack to the face. Holding her cheek in stunned silence, she stared up into his smoldering eyes.

“Just had to go and make one more little crack, didn’t you?” He squeezed her cheeks in his left hand while holding her in place with the right. “You never did know when to keep your mouth shut, Daisy, and it must have caused Willy no end of grief. Well, guess what, I ain’t William, and I ain’t Caleb. I’m a real man, and I’m about to show you what a real man does with women like you, goddammit!”

Holding her by the cheeks and the hair, Dylan forced Daisy to her knees. Then, smacking her a second time, she was left dazed until she felt something fat and heavy slap her across the cheek. Opening her eyes, she stared wide-eyed at his huge shaft obscured half of her vision. Dylan was easily the largest man she had ever see, and his fat shaft rested heavy against her cheek once revealed.

Dylan grinned at Daisy’s awe. “Summer never told you, did she? That’s cause she ran screaming the first time she saw it, ran straight into that tiny-dicked pussy Caleb.” Holding himself by his root, Dylan smacked himself up and down Daisy’s face as he spoke. “And when he ‘kicked my ass,’ as you said it, it was after he caught me fingering her while they were dating. He attacked me from behind, like the coward he is.” Dylan lined up with Daisy’s pink, parted lips. “Was’t such a big man after all, was he?”

Staring up at him with big, pleading blue eyes, Daisy opened her mouth wide on instinct. She felt compelled to please Dylan, driven by a primal impulse meant both to protect her and to her duty. Daisy’s husband, even when erect, was half of what Dylan is limp. Even Daisy’s biggest ex was about the same size but only when hard.

Dylan smiled to see her submitting and ran his cockhead in a circle around her lips. “But I’m here, ain’t I? And I’m going to put that big mouth of yours to good use.” Holding her by her curly blond hair, Dylan smacked her one last time across the cheek with his shaft. Then, he fed her his cock. He was not gentle and did not permit her time to adjust, and Daisy enjoyed him more for it.

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