You don't even try

She is looking directly at me, moaning as the man’s cock enters and exits her throat repeatedly. Although continually broken by the presence of the man’s large sack, I cannot break away from her view. She knows this. She’s making sure I'm watching. Everything.

With her hands still locked behind her back she can’t stop the man from doing whatever he pleases. As his pace quickens and becomes rougher, her body begins to move back and forth with him, like it was designed only to pleasure his glorious member. Saliva from all the face fucking is slowly starting to cover her face, further ruining her pretty makeup and even getting into her eyes. Still, she is yet to break eye contact with me. Obviously, she can’t speak, but if she could, I know what she’d say. Are you enjoying the show, cucky?

As the man’s pace increases even more, he begins to lean forward, further stuffing himself into my girlfriend’s throat. He leans over and gives her tits a few more hard slaps, leaving some distinct red marks, before gripping them hard for support. Her eyes finally falter as her body begins to squirm. The pain mixed with the pleasure is overtaking her body, and soon she would lose control. A **** to her pleasure. A **** to him.

He releases her breasts and leans forward even more, a rhythmic slapping sound permeating the air as his balls continue to bounce off of her forehead. He rubs a hand over her (barely) covered vagina. A low, pleased grumble escapes from within. “Hmmmm… so warm… so wet.” I can tell he’s smiling as he says it. Suddenly he turns his head to catch me in his peripheral vision. “I know she doesn’t get this wet for you. Cuck.” His first words addressing me. And they are true.

He turns his attention back to her as he begins to rub her clit through the skinny fabric. This causes her to start moaning again, sending vibrations down the shaft of his cock. He throws his head back for a second, obviously enjoying the feeling. Fuck I wish that was me. She looks do damn hot. Maybe she does deserve better…

He rubs her sensitive area for a few more seconds before moving the green fabric to the side, leaving her wet pussy exposed to the warm air. He quickly stuffs a finger into her begging canal, causing her to gasp on his cock. I don’t have the best view so I can’t see exactly what he’s doing, but whatever it is must feel amazing as Riley’s moans become louder than ever. He fingers her as he face fucks her, using his other hand to slap and grab at her bouncing titties. Saliva pours down her face, completely ruining her gorgeous makeup.

Suddenly he stops, startling me. As much as I hate to say it, part of me was slightly beginning to enjoy what I was seeing. Riley just looked so fucking good, and to see her in ways I had always dreamed was exciting, even if in my dreams I was the one causing her pleasure. I had begun to think of it like I was watching porn. During the long-distance stretches I’d watched porn all the time, imagining Riley in the place of the many models I’d viewed. There’s nothing wrong with watching porn, so maybe there’s nothing wrong with this?

What the fuck am I thinking? He’s violating my girlfriend! The love of my life, reduced to nothing more than a fleshlight. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME???

Him stopping distracts me from these thoughts. He isn’t paused for long though. He leans forward just a little bit further, grabbing Riley’s ankles with his strong hands. He quickly stands back up and turns towards me, maybe wanting to give me a better view. Thanks, I guess? Dangling from his hands, Riley is still halfway down his shaft, completely at the mercy of this superior stranger. He shifts his grasp, hooking his arms behind her knees. Slowly he begins moving her up and down his rod once more, moving at a slightly slower pace this time.