No rest for Jenny

Mike doesn't relent.

He continues thrusting as she shakes through her orgasm.

The overstimulation quickly gets the better of her, and she's reduced to a moaning, quivering mess.

"Oh my-g-g-god, daddy-yy" she says, barely audible.

Her eyes are rolling back into her head.

He rails her needy pussy for several minutes, using her like a living fleshlight.

"God damn ginger, your pussy is at least top 20." He says, not breaking his pace.

"Th-thank y-you daddy" Jenny replies.

She's practically incoherent.

Her face is smothered by the pillow, and her ass is bright red from the pounding it's been taking.

You're transfixed, watching him fuck her, the sound of her juices, his balls, her ass, the bed creaking.

This continues for some time.

Mike's pace becomes faster, and more forceful, as he uses her like a fleshlight, her body bouncing with every impact.

"Gonna cum" he exclaims, thrusting harder than before.

He clicks his fingers and points to you.

"Open wide" he says, smiling.

You're not sure why, but you comply.

His dick slides out of Jenny's cunt, a long string of her juices and precum still connecting the two.

He walks over to you and positions his dick just inches from your face.

And just like that, your mouth is filled with the delicious, tangy taste of Jenny's sweet juices and Mike's thick, salty precum.

He proceeds to wipe some of the fluids off his cock with your face.

The slickness spreads across your cheeks, forehead, and nose.

The mixture of pussy juice, cum, and precum drips down your face.

The smell of the sex fills your nostrils, and the taste is overpowering.

And then it hits you. Your leaking cage can no longer hold back the flooding sensation, and a wet spot begins to form on the carpet.

"Nice to see you have some job satisfaction" Mike says, laughing.

"Fwark ouff" you utter, his cum pooling in your mouth.

"Don't swallow that. Keep it there." He instructs.

"Good girls wait for daddy."

You sit there, on your knees, eyes watering, his load sitting in your mouth, and your own small, pathetic release still leaking from your cage.

"Now, where were we?" Mike says, returning his attention to Jenny.