No Time To Think

Before Irene can even scrounge up a thought, Betsy's hands clasped around her head and pulled her down her shaft. The head quickly disappeared into her mouth,it's sudden bulging presence worrying her as it crept further into her mouth and towards the back of her throat. She hadn't even managed to get halfway down the shaft before she sputtered and coughed, her body telling her she needed to throw up. Before that could happen, the cock withdrew completely from her mouth; saliva and other juices poured out of her mouth in strands,several beads still attached to the shaft as they pulled apart. Both of Betsy's hands remained across her head the entire time, "You had your chance, slut. Now you're gonna take this the hard way."

Immediately the dick made it's way past her lips and back down her throat, it even progressed further down than last time before her body tried to convulse. Betsy began a series of thrusts, slow and rhythmic at first. The first few were meant to be tests, seeing how well her prey could keep up and to see if she could slide down another inch every few rounds. After about 9 or 10 plunges she would pull out,let the girl get her bearings then repeat the process over and over and over again. Minutes quickly went by and Irene, through pouring tears and a hazy mind found herself one inch away from her lips touching the base of Betsy's cock. By this point the thrusts were going faster, but nothing too out of control, she couldn't completely break the teen--not yet at least. She had begun to pant, her movements beginning to strain with the growing satisfaction in her loins. If Irene could keep it up, Betsy would finally be able to come. Accepting fate the teen wrapped her arms around Betsy's backside and squeezed both ass cheeks as if to press herself further to her goal.

"Oh shit" was all that the mature woman could muster as Irene had swallowed all 10 inches of her prick, her throat tightening and rubbing against it. With the end in sight, Betsy picked up her speed once more and hammered deep into the girl's throat. Only coughs and sputters could be heard through the alley as Betsy's black cock pistoned in and out, the outside color changed almost to a white due to the excessive spit and gunk. "Yes, that's right you little slut..Take. My. Fucking. Cock." Her moans were as unstable as her final thrusts, her heavy balls beginning to clinch and release their contents.