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Louis again stepped up to the wheezing, gasping woman. Dutifully Angel lifted her head, providing him access to her mouth and throat. She was still panting for breath as the man put his cock back inside her mouth. Her sweaty hair was matted to her head and the front of her body was covered with spit. She had to constantly wiggle her fingers to keep the blood flowing, but her legs were not a problem. Her body had been so buffeted and slammed into, that her weight had been repeatedly re-distributed.

The same gurgling, gagging noises filled the room as the man's dick pistoned in and out of her mouth, often slipping past the entrance to her throat. Sliding his hands around for a better grip, Louis began to pound into her. His knees flexed as he thrust his hips while yanking her head back and forth.

The standing man gritted his teeth and stared down with intense concentration at the kneeling, trussed up girl. Angel had no time to consider the way Louis was face fucking her; her brain was too filled with thoughts of breathing.

"Oh, you bitch," he groaned, increasing his jabbing and tilting her head further back. "You fuckin' whore!"

With those tender words, the man began ejaculating down the woman's throat. His heavy load of sperm shot straight into her stomach, feeding her a healthy helping of fresh, straight from the source nut-cream. Her **** caused her throat muscles to spasm, which served to milk the twitching man-sausage shoved down her maw. Her body tensed as she felt him climaxing, fearful that he would want to keep his cock shoved down her throat once he was spent. She did not know if she could last that long. Whatever reserves of oxygen she might have had in her blood were long gone.

Luckily for her, once Louis's lust was slated, reason returned to him. He stumbled backwards, the head of his cock leaving a deposit of cum when it slid over her lower lip.

Just as she was trying to breathe, Charles charged up to her and she had to lift her head once more, providing him with his fuck-hole du jour. Her host clamped his hands around her head and began slamming in and out of her mouth the way he had been doing for most of the evening.

Angel's upturned eyes were vacant, just staring upwards unseeing as the man standing over her snatched her head back and forth. She still made her burbling, blubbering noises as saliva flowed down her chin and onto her chest or floor.

With a sudden, unexpected sharp intake of breath, Charles stopped snapping her head to and fro and gasped, "Suck it. Suck it!"

His voice sounded urgent and Angel was snapped back to reality. She closed her lips around Charles's cock, forming a tight seal around it, and sucked hard on it, her cheeks caving in. Immediately she felt the sperm splattering against the roof of her mouth, the insides of cheeks, the back of her throat. Her eyes rolled from side to side as the man flooded her mouth. He shot out so much cum, her cheeks bulged outward and still he kept shooting.

Once Charles was done cumming, he stepped back, freeing her mouth. Angel swallowed the load of spunk in her mouth - she had to swallow twice - and weakly smiled up at him.

The blonde porn star was a total mess. Her hair sweaty, her face and body coated with spit and sweat, her tits swollen almost to the bursting point.