Creamy middle

"I promise, you won't taste any cum."

You lovingly caress Rose's head, entwine you fingers through her hair like the reins to a bridle, and firmly resume face-fucking her.

Rose passively accepts her oral battering. At first, she braces her palms against your thighs as your throbbing tool saws rapidly back and forth between her lips. But Rose quickly decides that she can safely accept your rhythm, and her hands drop limply in her lap.

Inflamed with lust, you pick up the pace and really begin to fuck her mouth like a pussy. You tug her head forward to meet each pelvic thrust. Her torso follows helplessly, rocking back and forth at the waist. Each time her little button nose slams to a halt in your pubes, her titties jiggle like Jello to your satisfaction.

And yet, Rose responds to the **** by holding her hands behind her back.

Now that Rose has ceded total control, you grab hold of either side of her head and truly violate her for your final few seconds of pleasure.

Tipping over the edge of orgasm, you stretch Rose's throat wide open with a final, forceful, balls-deep thrust. The abrupt penetration draws a startled yelp, then quickly silences it.

You groan ecstatically as you unload a protein shake straight into Rose's stomach. Rose chokes and gags, trying to cough but unable to get any air past the feeding tube plugging her mouth. Tears stream from her clenched eyes, leaving watery trails of mascara down her distended cheeks.

Thoroughly satisfied, you cast a benevolent gaze on your valiant little suck-****, your iron grip softening into gentle petting. Her red-rimmed eyes meet yours, and she begins to regurgitate your deflating cock.