Thankful sucking

Soon you are back in the bedroom, still naked and trying your best to fit his dick into your mouth. The thought that he might throw you out again is too frightening to fight him when he leisurely slides in and out of your mouth. The strong musk of his obscenely huge manhood rises into your nose and ashamed you notice that it again turns you on.

You play with the tip for a while, just alternating a bit of sucking and swirling your tongue around his purple cockhead, the way you think you would have liked it back in your old body. Tickling that sweet spot right under the crown with your tongue tip, you think that maybe sucking dick is not so bad at all.

"Deeper. Make use of that throat.", Mike interrupts you relaxed sucking. He plants his hand on the back of your head. Obediently you follow his lead and slide down deeper onto his dick. Just when you feel him bumping against your throat you try to pull back, but his hand is still pushing you further. "I said deeper, bitch.", he growls. Panicked you try your best to swallow the beast, as it cuts your air off. Finally, your nose is buried in his pubic hair, and he lets you rise up again, before, just one ragged breath later, forcing you back down.

Getting used to this rhythm is hard, but eventually you manage and your struggle decreases. With an arching jaw you look up to him, searching for a sign that tells you if you are doing a good job. "You have found your destiny, slut. It lies right between a strong man’s legs." He laughs dirtily over his own joke, still fucking your head up and down his massive dick.

Finally, you can feel his dick throbbing in your throat and with a deep grunt he pulls you off from him, aims and shoots his big load all over your face. Telling by the burning in your left eye you think you weren't fast enough with closing it.