Harsh Irrumatio

“Give it to me hard,” I answer confidently, looking up at her as I lick her cock from the hilt to the crown, “Fuck my mouth as hard as you can. Don't hold back. I'll probably be sucking your cock again later, anyway, so give me a harsh pounding.”

Amy doesn't answer verbally, but she beams down at me. Her fingers curl in my hair and she rolls her hips, then yanks on my hair so hard I yelp softly around her cock as she rams it in. Her thrust slaps her hips against my face with a crisp crack!

I moan on her cock, as Amy pulls back and slams in again, her fingers stretching and flexing as she adjusts her grip on me, from my hair to my scalp. Her fingers dig into my skull, not hard enough to be painful or harmful, but enough to control.

“Take it, faggot!” Amy growls with arousal, her fingers tight on my head, forcing my head to remain in the position she's decided it should be in. Her hips swing back and snap forward, repeatedly slapping my face, swiftly reddening my cheeks.

As asked, she doesn't hold back or restrain herself. I can see her muscles flexing with every motion, and my body is forced to sway with every slam. Her hips piston ruthlessly against my mouth, her nuts hitting my chin with every single motion.

“You like this, don't you, fag?” she growls as pounds my mouth as hard as her muscles will allow, hips snapping as fast as she can make them go, pounding my face, “You love this, faggot! Moan on it if you love it, fag! Tell me I'm wrong, bitch!”

I can't deny it. I lift my hands to her hips and slide my arms around her, cupping the small of her back to steady myself as my soft lips caress her fat cock. I moan on her, offering pleasurable vibrations as she skull-fucks me as hard as she dares.

My cheeks are a stinging shade of red when her cock starts to pulse after an hour of pounding my mouth. I can only smell her musk in my lungs, can only taste her meat on my tongue. Her scent and flavour dominate my senses, as Amy moans.

“Tighten your arms if you want me to holster myself when I cum, faggot,” she orders, “Or I pull out until your arms stop me from pulling any further. Up to you where my cum goes, this time, slut. I won't often give you this privilege, though.”

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