It sorta does

===Take Two as the chapter didn’t get saved so I have to write it all over again, joys of being a pancer instead of a plotter..=

Liz was sorta able to sleep. She felt like she was in a semi conscious state like a doze. Or maybe she was just in a dissociative fugue?

Either way, she ‘awoke’ to the feeling of his cock being pushed past her lips. Once more all she knew was the salty taste of his skin as he filled her mouth and throat.

If he was being gentle with her before, what he was doing now was anything but.

Liz was absolutely certain she knew every inch of his cock now. She could definitely feel the veins of it against her tongue and lips and mouth.

Not for the first time, she was grateful she didn’t need to breathe in this state.

All she knew was mouth/throat fucking and the feeling of his dick. Liz started to feel her sense of self fade to the background ‘which’ she thought, ‘was kinda the point of this..’

The goth girl let her focus and mind fade back from anything that wasn’t in the moment.

She was a toy