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“On your knees, shopkeep,” he growls, untying his trousers.

Before you can resist, he grabs a fistful of your hair and forces you down hard onto the dirty alley ground. Your knees scrape against the wet cobblestones as he yanks your head forward.

His thick, veiny cock springs free, already hard and leaking. It smells of a man after long hours of work.

“Open that mouth.”

He pushes the head past your lips. You gag, but he just smiles, and moans at your reaction.

“Fuck… that’s it. Suck it like a good little whore.”

His grip tightens in your white hair as he fucks your mouth with rough, shallow strokes, his heavy balls slapping against your chin. Saliva drips down your lips and onto your exposed breasts while he uses your face without mercy.

“Fuck…”

His thrusts grow faster and faster, as does his moans. With a sudden tug, he pulls you to the base of his shaft, and explodes.Thick ropes of cum erupt straight down your throat. He holds your head locked in place, forcing you to swallow every spurt as he empties himself. The taste is salty with a bitter aftertaste, and as you pull out to take a breath, a glob of it falls against your chin and droops.

Smiling at the sight, the cloaked man makes a run for it, leaving you to wipe away the mess he left. That experience wasn’t exactly pleasant, and you don’t find it in yourself to hang around any longer... right?