Obey Him

Jacinta got on her knees and crawled towards Mr. Moore, sitting opposite of him, who was now sitting in the chair tucked into his desk.

“Beg for it, slut. Tell me how much you want to suck on my big white cock until I cum across your face.”

Jacinta let a morsel of protest weave it’s way into her mind before swallowing it down. Only the rest of this year and the 13th, she thought. I can wait.

“I want to gobble down on your thick white cock until I ****. I want you to **** me with that cock of yours and never let up, not even when my eyes water. I want you to cum because of my dirty, Mexican lips, and then stain my entire face with your beautiful white cum. I want you to **** me to not take it off, and wear your cum even when I get home.”

A heap of shame overcame Jacinta; first for her words, and then for the trickle of wetness that came sliding down her thigh.

Mr. Moore didn’t even have to **** her; whether it was out of disgust or arousal, her mouth opened and enveloped his huge cock automatically.