Stay on your knees

Blue arrives in front of you and sneers.

"Looks like I win sweet cheeks," He says, relishing in the despair upon your face. You glare up at him, then start to rise to your feet. He places a hand on your head and pushes you back down.

"Ah, ah, ah," He teases, "Not so fast." Your face drains of colour as he reaches for his zipper, but then he stops. "Actually," Blue grins, "I want you to do it. With your teeth!" You stare up at him, absolutely loathing that smug grins plastered on his face. He grabs your cap and throws it off into the bushes, presumably so it doesn’t get in the way. Slowly, you move your gaze to his bulging crotch, lean forwards tentatively, you bite down on the cold metal of his zipper and pull it down carefully, ignoring Blue's hand, slowly running through your brunette locks. "Better," He hisses, "Now remove the pants as well." You shudder, as you shakily bring your hands up to his waist, pulling down his trousers and underwear. His erect cock springs free and flops onto your face, causing you to attempt to move back, but Blue holds you in place, forcing you to stay there as his hot meat twitches on your face.

"Now, Princess..." He sneers, and rubs it slowly on your face.