He finishes getting off

I'm crying loudly when he pushes me off his fist and onto the floor. He picks up what's left of my clothes and wipes off his arm, then he stuff my tattered shirt and shorts up my wide gaping asshole. He jerks me into a sitting position and as my mouth opens and I sob he thrusts his cock down my throat. I gag, I **** and he justs holds my head in place until he starts pumping his hard cock out of my throat. He fucks my face until I'm nearly ready to pass out without pulling his cock out far enough for me to take a breath. After ten minutes of not being able to breath he jerks my head back and cums all over my forehead, cheeks, into my open gasping mouth, in my hair, and my eyes.

He lets go of my and I fall to the floor. "Computer," he says. "Activate program Tuvoc P.T.-one."

I lose sight of him as the transporters dematterialize me.