He fucks my mouth

Before I can say yes...or no, because I guess that was an option, his dick is beating up my esophagus. The guttural sounds of my throat cause him to moan strongly.

My tongue slips under his foreskin and fondles his slit, he has to pull out and loses his strength. He falls onto my lap, orgasming. I touch him in all the right places before he gains control of himself again; caressing his lips, pinching his nipples, fingering his navel, sliding my hands between his bushy thighs, racing my fingertips up his perineum, and juggling his balls.

He throws his head back and pretty much screams in delight. He can't help but cum all over me like a puppy on a rug. After he cums, he humps against me like an animal claiming his mate. He rips my clothes to shreds and slides his dick against my body. He flips me on my back and brutally forces my face into the ground as he butt-fucks me so hard that it feels like the floor shakes.

He pours another load, but this time, he overflows my hole. He sits me on his lap. When I start to moan, he grabs my throat angrily.

"Shut the fuck up, you bitch!"

I strain to keep my eyes opened as he pounds my cock with his fist. He doesn't let me breathe until I cum. When he releases me, I feel an amazing sensation. My breaths are in synch with my shots. It feels the more air I breath in, the more my load shoots out.

He throws me on the floor like a toy he's bored with. My naked skin taps against the floor. When I lift my head, he uses his bare foot to push me down. He starts raining his gold on me. I close my eyes as he claims his territory with his warm urine. It smells sweet like semen.

"Clean this mess up." He grabs me by the wrist and yanks me into him. Our cocks touch, as do our lips. Before I can kiss him, he slaps me. He grinds against my cock. "If you want this shit again, you have to stay quiet. Got it bitch?" I nod and he tosses me back into his fluids. I lick the semen from my lower lip.