Down her throat

Amy obliged and crouched down, her knees pointed in opposite directions which spread her pussy to the air.

Matt stepped up to her, his cock merely centimeters from her face. Amy’s own juices covered it and mixed with his precum. She opened her mouth, closed her eyes, and expected a spray of cum. Instead, his cock hit the back of her throat. She gagged from the unexpected action but closed her lips over his shaft. She could taste the grool from her pussy.

With both hands on the side of her head, Matt held her against the glass. He thrust deeply and forcibly into her face eliciting sounds of sucking from Amy. He fucked her face hard against the wall.

Amy needed a breath and squirmed to get it out of her mouth. Matt instead thrust harder into her face, moving further down her throat. Only three quarters of his length was now inside of her, yet she could feel her throat stretched. Amy placed both hands on Matt’s abs, surprised at how hard they were, and pushed.

Matt withdrew his cock and Amy gasped for breath.

“What the fuck!?” she asked once she regained her breath. “I was only supposed to give a blowjob, not get face fucked!”

“It’s a new world,” Matt said then shoved his dick back down her throat. He thrust repeatedly into her mouth. Faster and faster he went.

Amy could feel his cock growing harder. Her tongue licked along his shaft as his head sank down her throat. She then grabbed both sides of his waist and pulled them towards her. She needed him to get off.

His cock went the last few inches down her throat. Matt pulled Amy’s hands away and began pulling his cock out of her mouth. He groaned as ropes of cum flew from his orgasming cock. He continued cumming as his cock slid out of her throat. Then out of her mouth. A trail of spit stretched from her mouth to his cock as he pulled it from her face. The last few strings of cum landed on Amy’s face.

“You came on my face!” Amy shrieked. “I have to be on air 15 minutes ago!”

Matt fumbled to put his dick away. “I have a feeling that’s not going to matter today.”

“I’m not going to get on air with cum on my face.” Amy moved to wipe the sperm away, but Matt stopped her before she could touch her skin. “What’re you doing?”

Matt smiled. “Technically, you have to do whatever a man says now. So, if you’re allowed to get on air today, you’re going to do it with my cum...” He wiped a finger across Amy’s forehead then shoved the cum covered finger into her mouth. “…on your cheeks.”

Amy licked his finger clean and swallowed. “Just get me to set. That was the deal.” She said angrily. She **** herself up and pulled her skirt back down where it was supposed to be. “I assume you won’t let me change this dress you ripped.”

“You assumed correct. Let’s go.” Matt opened the office door. “I can’t believe you thought I was gay.”