She Sucks him Off

"You want it, slut?" he growled, his voice low and rough. "You want me to fuck you? You want me to make you scream?"

Amelia couldn't answer, her mind clouded by the pleasure of the fingers inside her and the anticipation of what was to come when he fucked her.

“You want my cock inside you? Suck on it first.”

The bounty hunter pulled his pants down, revealing his erect cock. Amelia stared at it, her body trembling with a mix of desire and dread.

“Don’t make me ask you twice, slut,” the hunter growled. “Open your mouth.” She hesitated for a moment, her mind racing with conflicting emotions. But the desire to feel him inside her, to escape the pain and humiliation overcame her fear. She knelt for him, and opened her lips to take him in.

His cock was thick and hard, filling her mouth as she struggled to wrap her lips around it. She gagged, her throat burning as she tried to adjust, but she didn’t want to disappoint him. She needed to please him, to earn having his dick inside her.

He started to thrust in and out of her mouth, each movement sending waves of pleasure and pain through her body as he face fucked her.

She struggled to keep up with his rhythm, his cock stretching her throat and triggering a gag reflex that made her cough and ****. But she didn't want to disappoint him, nor did she want to relinquish control of her own desires. So she fought back the urge to gag, focusing instead on the growing ache in her body that demanded release.

His hands were rough on her face, guiding her head, controlling the pace. "That's it, slut," he growled, his voice deep and gravelly. "Take it all."

His thrusts grew harder, faster, forcing her to accept more of his cock until her nose was pressed against his stomach. Amelia's throat burned with the effort, her eyes watering as tears streamed down her cheeks. But still, she sucked and licked him, **** to please him, to earn his approval, to be fucked hard.

"Good girl," he muttered.

Amelia moaned as his cock slid in and out of her mouth, her tongue swirling around him, tasting his salty skin. The hunter's fingers dug into her hair, pulling her head back and forth, each movement sending another jolt of pleasure coursing through her.

The other man continued to watch, his eyes hungry and lustful. Amelia could feel the gaze on her, could hear the low growls and lewd comments. But she didn't care. All she could think about was the pleasure she was feeling, the heat and hardness of the man's cock in her mouth.

As the minutes ticked by, Amelia felt herself losing control. Her body was betraying her, her desires overcoming her inhibitions. She knew she should stop, but she couldn't. She needed to feel his cock inside her.