Nasty Skull-Fuck

“Oh, fuck, yes,” Cassie growls, rolling her hips and shoving her thick cock to the hilt in my mouth and down my throat. My eyes flutter as she drives in, until my eyes can only see her soft skin and wiry hair. I feel my throat stretching around her.

“Take my fucking cock, you fucking faggot!” Cassie growls with arousal as Mom takes the pizza and breadsticks and walks to the kitchen. Her hips swing back and then snap forward, slapping her hips against my face, her balls striking my chin.

“Mmph!” I grunt from the force of her thrust as she pulls back and slams into me again, and then, again. Cassie promptly establishes a fast, brutal rhythm, treating my mouth like nothing more than a warm, wet flesh-light available for her use.

“Fuck you're such a convincing faggot!” Cassie groans in pleasure as her hips snap back and forth, ploughing my mouth in sharp, vicious, piston-like thrusts. All I can do is take it, and my body sways backwards and then forwards as she uses me.

“Can't remember a time I didn't know you, but never knew you were such a little fucking fag!” Cassie snarls with growing lust and yearning, her hips slamming against me repeatedly. I swallow, each time her balls slap against my chin, taking it.

“Fuck you're a natural-born cocksucker!” Cassie growls the words loudly, like she's trying to restrain herself, but she isn't doing particularly well. “Fucking, yes! Take it, you stupid little brainwashed faggot! Good for nothing but taking my cock!”

I groan around her cock as she hammers into me, harsher and nastier than I've ever known her to be. My own cock is hard from the degradation accompanying the slap of her hips against my face, the humiliation of a childhood friend using me.

“You're fucking enjoying this!” Cassie snarls the accusation, glaring down at me lustfully, her hips never slowing down as she hammers herself into me. “You fucking disgusting little piece of shit faggot cocksucker! You stupid little fucking slut!”

My cheeks redden from humiliation as much as from the hard slapping of her hips against them. I moan as I take it under Amy's brainwashing, my hands hanging at my sides, swaying like flesh pendulums as Cassie uses me for her own pleasure.

“Fuck I love this version of you!” Cassie growls loudly in pleasure as her hips slam in, and I instinctively swallow again on her cock as her hips slap against my cheeks. “This is the best version of you, you useless faggot! I'm never forgetting this!”

I continue to moan as she pulls out, and swallow each time she slams in, as I've learned people using me like that. I feel her cock starting to pulse in my throat. She doesn't slow down, if anything her pace grows more violent and far more urgent.

“Ugh! Yes! Take it! Take my whole cock! Fucking faggot trash!” Cassie snarls with lust as her pulsing cock races across my tongue, back and forth. Mom returns, leaning against the wall, watching Cassie using me as I kneel, quietly taking all of it.

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