On a 7-9, choose 2 (you worship his cock; take +1 Forward)

Lily's eyes were half-closed her body felt like it was floating on a cloud. A small, fading voice in her head told her that what she was doing was wrong, but it hardly mattered anymore. She continued to rub her hand along the length of the shaft. Her tongue caressed the man's cock like a lover. Grunts and groans filled with the air punctuated only by her own coos and needy moans.

Earlier today, she would have never imagined that she'd be on her knees in front of yet another man sucking his cock in a hotel room. The thought of being taken by him was growing inside along with the need for sperm. Addled by the constant ****, Lily was becoming a **** to her emotions. Her body addicted to the very act of being dominated.

Her head bobbed forward and back in time with the man's groans keeping him on the edge of climax but never giving him release. She released his cock from her perfect lips only so that she could now lick his every inch. Her nostrils filled the his heady scent reminding her of a summer day in the grass. Her hand moved back to her chest grabbing one of her breasts roughly bringing back the images of her uncle forcing himself upon her body in her bedroom.

Stuffing the cock back into her mouth, she twisted her nipple painfully. Lily imagined her uncle's powerful hands mauling her petite body hurting it, yet making her feel complete. Electric pulses coursed through her nerves leaving the young girl a mindless wreck driven only by lust. Mark had been forgotten, for the moment, her only thoughts focused on making the man before her happy. She needed to please him. She needed to be marked by him. As if on cue, she could feel the first jet of cum coat her mouth, but she was not herself ready to cum. Thinking fast, she pulled the man's cock from her mouth and waited for a second wave of jizz to spray onto her face letting the man do something to her that was even more degrading than merely swallowing it.