The following few days went much the same as before, Marco and Daniella took turns to use and torment her. She lost count of how many of her cousin’s loads she’d swallowed, she’d even eaten Daniella out a few times, and her mouth always tasted of leather now after having to lick her boots several times a day.
The door to her cabin opened, and Marco stood in the doorway.
“It’s that time of day, slut.”
Selena knew the drill by now.
She rolled out of her bunk, crawling over to her cousin and looking up at him as he lowered his breeches. She gave intense eye contact while licking the pre cum from the tip. She had to do a good job, or get a mighty slap across the face, and a hard spanking after.
“Mmm. Good girl,” Marco groaned.
She lifted his cock up, licking up and down the underside of the shaft, then sucking one of his balls and he moaned even louder.
She opened her lips and took the tip of his cock in her mouth, sucking gently on his bellend at first to increase his pleasure, before taking him a little deeper.
She felt the familiar bulge of her cousin's girth and stilled for a moment, swallowing his cock down her throat. Her eyes watered and her throat burned, but she didn't pull back.
Her head bobbed up and down, matching the rhythm of his thrusts with her mouth. Marco's hands gripped the sides of her head, guiding her movement as he pumped in and out of her mouth. She could feel the warmth of his skin against her lips, the softness of his pubic hair against her cheeks.
She continued to suck him, her tongue dancing around the head of his cock, teasing it and driving him mad with desire. He moaned and groaned, his hands running through her hair as he felt her mouth engulfing him.
Suddenly, he pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with saliva. He took a step back, and Selena looked up at him, a little confused.
Then she saw the knife at his throat, the blade shining in the light of the morning.
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