He facefucks her

John's eyes glinted with a dangerous mix of lust and cruelty as he watched Amelia struggle beneath him. His hand tightened in her hair, forcing her head back at an uncomfortable angle. "You're going to learn what it means to be a good slut," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

With a swift motion, he pulled his cock free from her face, a string of saliva connecting his tip to her lips. "Tongue out," he commanded, his tone brooking no argument. Amelia complied, her tongue darting out to lick the taste of his musk from her lips. John smirked, pleased with her obedience.

He rolled his hips forward, his cock pressing against her lips once more. "You'd better not make a mess," John growled, his voice filled with a dangerous mix of lust and cruelty. "I want you to take every drop, understand?"

Amelia nodded, her eyes wide and pleading as she looked up at him. She could feel the heat of his body, the weight of his cock pressing against her lips. The scent of his musk filled her nostrils, making her head spin with a mix of fear and arousal.

With a swift motion, she opened her mouth, letting his cock slide against her tongue. She could taste the salt of his skin, the musky flavor that was uniquely his. Her tongue moved beneath his shaft, swirling around it, trying to please him.

Amelia's tongue moved beneath John's shaft, swirling around it, trying to please him. She could feel the weight of his body pressing down on her, the heat of his skin seeping into hers. Her lips were stretched around his girth, her jaw aching from the pressure.

John's hands gripped her hair, holding her head in place as he began to thrust his hips forward. His cock pushed deeper into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat with a **** that made her eyes water. He was relentless, his pace increasing with each thrust.

"Fuck, your mouth feels good," John groaned, his breath hot against her ear. "So tight and wet. I could stay here all day."

John continued to thrust his hips forward, his cock pushing deeper into Amelia's mouth with each movement. She could feel the heat of him, the way his skin tingled against her lips. Her tongue moved beneath him, trying to please him, to show him that she was worth keeping around.

Minutes passed, and John's thrusts became more forceful, his breathing growing ragged. Amelia's eyes widened, knowing that he was close. She felt a sense of anticipation, a thrill at the thought of tasting him, of being the one to bring him pleasure.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, John let out a low groan, his body shuddering above her.

John's body shuddered above Amelia as he reached his climax, his cock pulsing against her lips. A flood of hot, salty fluid filled her mouth, the taste of him strong and musky. Amelia's eyes widened, her tongue moving instinctively to lap up every drop as John's hips continued to thrust, pushing his release deeper into her mouth.

"Fuck, you're good at that," John groaned, his breath ragged as he came down from his high. He pulled his cock from her mouth, a final spurt of cum landing on her cheek. John smirked down at her.

John smirked down at Amelia, his eyes glinting with a dangerous mix of lust and cruelty. "That was just the beginning," he said, his voice low and menacing. "You've still got two holes left to fill."

Amelia's eyes widened in shock, her mind reeling at his words. She looked down at the puddle of cum on her cheek, her heart racing in her chest. John reached out, his fingers trailing down her neck, leaving goosebumps in their wake.