Kristi's mess cleaned with her mouth

"I want you in front of me on your knees, Abby." You point to the floor right in front of the foot of the bed.

The redhead looks down at her feet, her lips twisting. With visible ****, she kneels before you, sitting down upon her heels.

"Now you get to give me that blowjob!" You smirk. "Isn't that what you wanted?"

Abby makes a gagging sound, and you don't think it's faked. Your hands slide across her temples, fingers kinking in her hair. Your cock stands semi-erect before her face, coated in a grotesque sheen of white, with streaks of brown, red, and yellow. It smells bad to you, and your nose is a lot farther from the mess than Abby's.

"I'm not going to ask you to do too much work, Abby," you state with mocking courtesy, "You just have to not bite. I'll be providing most of the motion. Isn't that nice?"

"Yes, sir," Abby murmurs, her brow furrowing with self-pity and disgust. "Very nice."

"You aren't here for your opinions. Now open your pretty little mouth."

She starts to respond, catches herself. Her shoulders sag. Her moist pink lips open, and she waits for the inevitable.

You push your cock into the warm wet purse of her mouth, feeling the scum-coated skin brushing over her tongue.

"Uhkk! Ukk! UKK!"

Abby's eyes close tightly. Her shoulders are shaking, her abdomen hitching. You move your shaft around the inside of her tightly-held head, feeling your cock rattle against her teeth, pulse against the elastic flesh of her cheeks, moving your hips slowly back and forth as the desire to thrust begins to build. Blood begins to rush back to your organ; you can feel it swelling in her mouth, hardening.

You chuckle a little. How could a man be given a bottomless ability to grow erect and a bevy of beautiful, subservient women and not **** the power?

As your cock grows fully hard once again, you finish exploring Abby's mouth and coating all its surfaces with a thin layer of the slime from Kristi's ass. You slowly pull your hips back, feeling Abby tense, only to push back in just as slowly. You do it again, and she holds her breath; you waggle your cock around her lips and push slowly back in again.

Abby makes a small bleating sound around your cock; her hands, in her lap, tap agitatedly against her thighs. You pull back again.

This time, you ram your cock through the back of her mouth and into her throat.

"ULLLYPPPPPP---"

Oh, she's got a tight gullet! Your balls press against her chin. You unlock one hand from her hair and press the other against the back of her head, pull back just enough to let her rattle for half a breath of air, and jam yourself back into her throat.

"Remember, don't bite."

Your free hand begins to slap the side of her face, not hard enough to turn her head too much, but plenty hard enough to hurt, and to humiliate, as you begin to fuck her throat.

"Don't bite, you shameless little shit-sucker. Keep your cum-sucking mouth open. Take my cock into your throat, you useless little whore. Take it in your throat. Take it in your throat, you worthless cunt, you don't need to breathe."

You savor the powerful suction of her mouth and throat on your cock, the thok-thok-thok as you push and pull in that vacuum, the smack-smack-smack as you slap her cheek.

"Open your eyes and look at me while I'm hitting you, bitch."

She does, her pretty blue eyes watering heavily as they jerk open, her face flushing from lack of oxygen. Tears spill over her lashes as you face-fuck her.

"Keep moving that tongue around the shaft while I pound your throat. If it isn't completely clean before I cum, you're going to regret it. Now pull up your shirt so I can fuck with your tits."

She blinks once, hard, more tears spilling down her flushing cheek. There's a rustle as the hands in her lap pull the bottom of her shirt out from her shorts, lift the hem up above her firm round breasts, hold the shirt up in place to keep them exposed to your tender mercies.

You're going to want both hands free for this. You push her head back against the footboard of the bed to keep her in place, and move both hands down to feel up her chest as you continue to drill her gagging, squeezing throat.

She doesn't have the lingerie-model proportions that Kristi has, but she's definitely got a nice, warm, soft-yet-firm pair of funbags. You flick your fingers against her nipples, raising squeaks from the redhead, until the nubs protrude stiffly from their proud orbs. Then you begin to pinch them, pulling them, stretching them out and giving sharp half-twists before releasing them and grabbing the blood-charged peaks to begin the torment again.

Her throat buzzes around your cock with unexpressed screams with every twist, and you begin to punch your cock harder and faster into her gullet, saliva dripping from her lips as you pull back, the footboard rattling as Abby's head strikes it with every lunge.

"I love how you don't bite, Abby. I can do whatever I fucking want to you, and you just sit there like a stupid little slut, and take it. It really lets me know the pecking order here in the Blow Job Universe- I'm the boss, and you're just a whimpering cum-dump. Now keep licking my shitty cock while I fuck your head... And hurt your tits...!"

You feel her hands tremble against your arms as you continue to maul her breasts, but she keeps the shirt raised. As you feel your climax approaching, you grab her tits tightly in each hand, sinking your fingernails into the curves, squeezing the tender flesh until it bulges between your fingers.

"Now I'm going to cum in your throat, girl, and you're going to swallow it. Swallow all my jizz... And the jizz from fucking Kristi in the ass... And the poop from fucking Kristi in the ass... and the blood, from fucking Kristi in the ass... Because that's what your mouth, and your throat, are for."

You feel her head bob slightly, like she's nodding. It's one more little note of submission, and it pushes you over the edge- you pump deep into her throat, and feel your cock buck, and buck, and buck, spewing your semen down her throat.

"Take it. Take it all, and swallow... Swallow... Swallow it all down...!"

You hold your crotch against her face, swiveling her hips, feeling her throat bob as you slowly release your ****-grip on her tits. As you pull back, she gasps and chokes, leaning forward, snot and saliva and tears running down her face from the near-asphyxiation of the face-fucking. She keeps her lips tightly pressed together like she can't count on her body not rejecting what's just been **** upon it, her knuckles white, gripping the hem of her shirt, still posed above her pink-streaked breasts.

You allow her a couple of moments as you look down at your slowly sinking cock. She did a good job- she even managed to keep her lips closed tightly enough as you withdrew to keep any of the effluvia from her own throat from sticking to your anatomy. It actually looks clean.

"Stand up, Abby."

She groans softly before rising to her feet. Her hands remain poised above her chest, keeping her torso bare. You look at the pink marks on her breasts from your mistreatment, the tiny red demi-ovals where your nails bit into her flesh. Her tight abdomen is still rippling like she's fighting the urge to throw up.

"I'm impressed you managed not to puke through all that, Abby. You really are a professional."

With a slow hiss through her nose, she gives a barely perceptible nod.

Stepping in to one side, you ram your fist deep into her belly.

"HUUNNN-! ULLLLLLPPPPP!!"

Abby sinks to her knees and power-hurls onto the floor. Her hands fly out to either side of the grotesque puddle, barely keeping her from jack-knifing face-first into her own vomit.

"I'm going to leave, now, to explore what other treats the BJU has to offer. I expect you, Kristi, and that mess you just made all to be thoroughly cleaned up by the time I get back."

Abby whimpers as she struggles to regain her breath, but nods miserably as you turn to regard her.