He Forces Her Down

With little mercy he shot his steaming load inside her, deep into her body, deep into her womb. She felt like some beautiful fire had been lit inside her, a raging hurricane of passion. But on the outside, she still looked in pain and couldn't admit to herself what she was feeling.

He pulled out, still dripping. "One isn't enough. Make me cum twice." Grasping onto her shoulders, he pushed her to the floor, onto her knees. Her knees ached with a thud as they fell down and she found herself on an eye-to-eye level with his cock.

He grabbed into the thick of her red hair and tugged her towards his cock, where she found her mouth unexpectantly on his head. The taste of cum was a bizarre salty tangy texture on her tongue; it took her a few moments to realize she liked it.

"That's right, suck my cock you bitch," he scowled, pushing her head with her hair on and off his cock. "Use the tongue." And she began to.

He didn't even realize when her head began to move on its own and he was barely pushing her. She was getting into it, whether he knew it or not. This type of humiliating submission was a turn-on for a girl who had been so "strong" for so long.

That meant it was even more of a turn-on for her when he pulled out and splattered his cum on her innocent face, streams and streaks of it going on her cheeks, her hair, her lips. She tried to fight back a grin.