What to do now?

Looking at Riley and how hard I had fucked her, I boldly ask, “Round two?” Riley's eyes widened behind her cum-streaked glasses as she stared at your still-throbbing cock. "Round two?" she repeated, her voice hoarse from screaming. She licked her lips unconsciously, tasting the dried cum on them.

"I... I don't know if I can take more," she whispered, but her body betrayed her words. Her nipples hardened again, and fresh wetness leaked from her swollen pussy down her thighs. She reached out with shaky fingers to touch your cock, wrapping her hand around the shaft. "You're so hard still..."

Riley dropped to her knees without being told, looking up at you with those wide eyes. "Use my mouth again," she begged. "Fuck my throat until I can't breathe. I want to feel you stretching my throat while I choke on it."

She opened her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue, waiting for me to shove back inside. Her torn shirt hung off one shoulder, exposing one perky breast completely. Cum from my first load still dripped from her chin onto her chest.

"Please," she whimpered. "I need it rough. Don't be gentle with me. Make me your fucktoy."

Riley's free hand moved between her legs, fingering her sensitive clit as she waited for me to grab her hair and force my cock down her throat again.