"Look, I can't stay long, so let's get this over with quick. You look like you probably like to suck dick, so..." he unzipped and popped out a dick that was long but mercifully normal in width.
"Wait, I..." she began to protest, but he put his hands on her shoulders and pressed down. As if conditioned to do as a stranger orders her she sank to her knees.
"I didn't mean..." she began, only to be interrupted by him.
"Open wide," he said, and once again she obeyed mindlessly.
Ross' dick popped past her lips, red lipstick smearing the purple head of his dick, which had been straining at his pants ever since he'd arrived, just waiting for him to pick the orifice that would relieve it.
Amanda tried to continue her protests even with the dick in her mouth, but the dick was as effective as a gag, though it was the most pleasurable thing she'd done so far for him.
"Fuck I was wrong about you. You're blowjob skills suck. Ha!" he laughed at his own witticism, and pulled out of her lips.
"Look, I..." Amanda began, not even bothering to wipe the line of spit that broke and landed on her chin. Before she could continue Ross picked her up, making her words trail off into a squeal.
"If you want it done right," he said cheerfully, and plopped her onto the bed, grabbed her hair and pulled her head to the edge so that her head was tilted back.
"What're you doing?" she asked, staring up at him with clueless eyes.
"Taking over your mouth," he said, then noticed how her new position flaunted her cleavage, showing off some nice tits. He could switch from his plans to face-fuck her to tit-fuck her instead.
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