Facefuck, Round 2

"Oh absolutely," you exclaim with pure and genuine excitement. "A set's a busy, exciting place. I might need you to be available like this all day at certain points. Gotta know you're up to the task or I wouldn't be doing my job." You say this all very matter-of-factly while rising to your feet.

"Get on your knees for this one," you say, pointing at the spot directly in front of you. "And get your tits out. I wanna see 'em bounce this time."

Rachel can only stare at you as she silently moves from the couch down onto the floor. Kneeling on the area rug, she shifts her knees to try and find a comfortable position. She's a mess at this point with makeup and cum smeared and streaked across her face, while her hair is wild after being manhandled in your grubby paws. She looks physically exhausted from the strain of having to endure your rough ****, and hardly prepared for another. But still, she does as she's told and the young model reaches down and removes her top.

You knew from your previous groping that she wasn't wearing a bra, but it was a still treat to see her tits immediately pop into view as her tank top came up over her head. Rachel's tits sat high on her chest with minimal sag. Her nipples were small and imminently suckable. She held her shirt in her hands uncomfortably in front of her as you ogled her chest.

"Is this one going to be as....um, rough?" she asks in a meek tone. She looks up at you with puppy dog eyes, assuming you have a softer side she can appeal to somehow. She makes the rookie mistake of squeezing her arms together, though. Pressing together her cleavage, and destroying whatever hope there was for a reprieve by keeping your horny side firmly at the wheel.

"Is there any other way!" you exclaim, grabbing and pulling her forward in one smooth motion as your dick spears her lips once again. You hold her head up to face you and flash a wicked smile. "That mouth is gonna suck me absolutely dry," you say with extra emphasis before pulling her face downward and making good on that promise.

Your hips stay relatively still at first as you pump her face up and down on your turgid cock. Spittle flying in all directions, her hands are neatly folded in her lap as she accepts her position as your cocksleeve for the afternoon. After round one, her mouth and throat are much more accommodating. Rachel is now able to take the majority of your length into her throat without gagging.

"Such a quick fuckin' study," you growl as you pump her face with increased vigor. "Look at you, taking me down your throat."

GUCK GUCK GUCK GUCK is all she can offer in response. Her eyes are closed tight as she steels herself for each pump into her overwrought throat. But despite the rough treatment, you notice her hands have drifted. While her left hand has begun massaging and gripping her adjacent tit while the right hand is between her legs rubbing her pussy.

"Ugh, fuck I love the way you suck my dick," you offer, a genuine compliment. "I need this every goddamn day. Don't fucking stop, just keep fucking sucking."

Without much choice in the matter as her head literally rests in your hands, Rachel continues to dutifully swallow your impatient cock. She softly moans around you as her hand starts to rub faster while the other grips her tit tightly. Perhaps turned on by the wanton praise, she starts to match your aggressiveness with her head bobbing to match your insistent pace.

As you move closer and closer towards climax, you start to pump faster and faster. It's not long before Rachel is unable to match you, and simply hangs on for the ride, gurgling. Your slick, spit-covered cock slides easily in and out of her O-shaped lips as it plumbs the depths of her throat.

You don't say anything before abruptly pulling your dick from her mouth and aiming it point blank at the center of her face. Before Rachel can do anything to react, she's sprayed with rapid fire jets of white hot cum. In seconds, her nose, cheek, eyes and lips are splattered and covered in your gigantic load, and still it continues to spasm and spurt.

"FUCK TAKE IT! YES! TAKE IT ALL!" you yell with your head thrown back in ecstacy as Rachel squirms and squeals beneath you.

"Oh my God, oh my God!" Rachel yells before a glob of sour cum falls into her mouth. As you finally feel your orgasm coming to an end, you look down to see your new "lead actress" glazed like a donut. Her face is covered from forehead to chin like a Pollack painting.

"Full fuckin' coverage" you mumble as you fall back into a heap on the adjacent couch. All Rachel can do is kneel, frozen in place, her hands out at her sides in disbelief like someone who had just been doused with paint.

"Stick around if you want," you pant to the stock-still aspiring actress. "I'll just get the next girl to clean you up."