Like a whore!

‘Like a whore?’ Daisy arches an eyebrow. ‘Promise? I warn you, I’m not that easy to tame.’ She smirks confidently up at you, and suddenly you want nothing more than to **** your cock down her throat and make her **** on it.

Some of that must have come through on your face, because Daisy tilts her head, interested. ‘Oh, you want to play rough with me? Go on, then… I fucking dare you.’ She parts her sweet little lips provocatively. ‘Fuck my face, sweetheart. I’m waiting.’

You answer by fisting your hand in Daisy’s wet hair and sliding your cock between her lips. Daisy gurgles appreciatively, no longer able to talk; her sucking increases suddenly, while her talented little tongue darts back and forth along your shaft.

‘You want to feel like a whore, Daisy? Is that it?’ With your cock still wedged inside her mouth, Daisy nods fervently; one of her hands comes up to play with her tits, while the other reaches behind her head to rest on top of your fist.

You pause for a moment, not certain what this means. Then you feel a sudden pressure as Daisy tries to shove her own head down onto your cock. Hard.

‘Okay, you really want to be face-fucked?’ Daisy makes a gasping affirmative sound. ‘Fine by me. Get up on your knees.’

The water splashes as Daisy clumsily complies, her task made more difficult by the fact she’s refusing to let your cock out of her mouth. You wait till she’s fully on her knees before reaching down to twist her nipples hard; Daisy moans, sucking harder, looking up at you with those wide, innocent eyes. The first trickles of drool are starting to glisten brightly at the corners of her mouth, but still she doesn’t let go.

‘No gag reflex, you said?’ Daisy nods around your cock, bumping the head against her soft palate. ‘We’ll see. Reckon you can take it all, slut?’

Daisy shivers; you can actually see the tiny hairs on her neck stand on end. Dragging her lips off your cock, she kisses the tip wetly and stares up at you, eyes hazy with lust.

‘Call me a slut again,’ she whispers, barely audible. ‘If you think you’ve got the balls.’

‘Does it really need to be said?’ You grin down at her. ‘I think you’re a perfect little cocksucker, a pretty little whore, and a dirty fucking slut, Daisy. Am I wrong?’

Daisy shakes her head silently. ‘I’m such a slut,’ she confesses quietly. ‘I love cock far too much and I always have done. God, it feels so good to finally admit that in front of you…’

‘Oh, I already knew you were a whore, sweetheart.’ You cup Daisy’s chin gently, tilting her head up until she meets your eyes. ‘I mean, I watched your panties hit the floor before you even told me your name.’

Daisy’s eyes roll up in pleasure. ‘That’s true,’ she pants. ‘Remind me… to give them to you… as a souvenir…’

You laugh, letting Daisy go and standing up straight. ‘Is the correct answer, well done. Now suck my fucking dick, Daisy. Bet you your pussy you can’t make me come.’

Daisy’s eyes flash beneath you; her sucks get harder, sloppier, spit starting to fall freely from her lips. ‘Bring it on,’ she manages, voice muffled around your cock.

You don’t wait around for her to change her mind, gripping the back of her head firmly and pushing her further down onto your shaft. Daisy’s breathing gets noticeably more labored, but she doesn’t ****; her nostrils flare above your cock in quick, shaky breaths, drool running down her chin and splashing into the bath.

You have to admit, her lack of a gag reflex is impressive.

But she can take a little more.