Continue To Poke Her Face

Louis moved up as soon as Charles had stepped away, and the huffing and puffing Angel again tilted her head back, offering up her mouth and throat once more. He put it inside her mouth and reached around to grab the pipe behind her with both hands. Leaning forward, he stood on his tip-toes and fucked her face. Poked her face.

"Keep it open, bitch," he warned when he felt teeth scraping his cock. Angel quickly complied, but her jaw muscles were aching and it was increasing difficult to keep her mouth wide. With her head tilted so far back, all that she could see was Louis's lower torso.

Added to her problems of breathing, she was now having to deal with saliva collecting in her mouth, it was no longer seeping from her mouth but just pooling up, threatening to drown her.

Ultimately he dropped back on his heels and straightened up and released the pipe. Angel took advantage of that by pulling her head back and drawing in quick breaths of air. But not for long. With Louis once more grabbing the sides of her head and pulling her back onto his wet, sloppy dick, she was **** to resume her roll as a cock socket. His hips thrust back and forth while he worked her head to and fro. Angel made loud, wet sputtering noises as he face fucked her.

Suddenly he stopped rocking back and forth and, holding her head securely, **** his slab of meat further and further down her throat. She stared up at him with wide, pleading eyes she was getting exhausted and did not know if she could swallow the whole thing.

But swallow it she did. He took his time pushing it in, easing deep into her tight throat and holding it there. His spit covered balls actually touching her chin. Again her face redden as her air ran out, and she groaned muffled grunts of protest.

When he jerked his cock out of her throat and mouth, Angel foolishly hoped that she might be allowed a few moments to catch her breath.

Silly woman, as he knelt there bending over as far as her restraints would allow (which was not far) she felt Charles's hands grabbing her head. She lifted her chin and parted her lips as she was expected to do, and the man once again began to plunder her mouth. The burbling sounds she made filled the room as her mouth was used as nothing more than a substitute pussy.

He alternated between snatching her head back and forth like it was an inanimate object, devoid of feelings, and slowly sliding his cock back and forth between her clinging lips. Clinging, because when he gave her the chance, she would close her lips around his cock like she would in a normal blowjob.

But this was not a 'normal' blowjob, of course. He now had his cock half-way down her throat, but he wanted to once more experienced the feeling of being totally engulfed by Angel. He pulled her head towards him, not stopping until her nose was pressed against his belly, his nuts rubbing against her chin.

He kept his cock rammed down her throat, her gagging reflex causing her throat muscles to spasm around Charles's shaft. A series of panicky whimpers announced her critical situation, and the man standing over her looked down at her red face and terrified eyes. He waited a few more seconds and then suddenly pulled completely out of her mouth and throat and stepped aside.