30 Minutes Later

30 minutes of wet, sloppy sucking later, Holly's face is covered in a mixture of spit and precum.

Her hair is a mess and her lips are sore.

She had made what felt like no progress, despite her best efforts.

Her jaw had basically seized to the shape of Derek's cock. The only smells she had were the stench of his balls and the scent of her own pussy, which had been drooling and dripping since the start of their session.

Fresh air was a distant memory.

Her taste buds had been numbed by the salty, bitter, taste of his cock.

The only thing on her mind was Derek's pleasure.

She had been so focused on trying to milk him dry, she hadn't realised her body had been slowly submitting itself to him.

*Suck* *glurk* *slurp*

Holly was lost in the motions, the only thing on her mind was getting his thick, creamy, load out and on her face.

Hopefully sooner, rather thank later.