With her breasts.

Smiling in a practiced, placating manner, Paige kneeled between his legs. “I’m just showing you how much I love your big dick, you stud.” Cupping her breasts, she hugged them around his pussy-slick shaft and leaned in close to kiss him. James, understanding immediately, took her by the hair and guided her movement. Paige, meanwhile, could smell and taste their combined essence on him and purred as she sucked him. James wanted control, so all she had to do was hold herself ready for him as he took to thrusting up through her cleavage into her open mouth.

Having been in abusive relationships in the past, Paige was better equipped to predict James’ moods and knew well how to redirect him. Simple as he was, James wanted only pleasure and power. Pleasure was easy to give and even easier to share between them with a dick as fine as his. Power required thought, but for Paige was something she was willing to sacrifice for the pleasure James promised her. As a result, she was treated better by James than any other man she had ever been with, and it was all because of her willingness to cede control to him at tactical moments.

It helped her, also, that she sincerely wanted to sacrifice to him. Ultimately, her greatest fear wasn’t that James would hurt her but that he might ignore her. Yesterday’s blowjob and the fucking that followed had her completely convinced--she didn’t want a day to pass where he didn’t come either in her or on her. If his desires were animal, then hers were equally animal, and that worked for them both.

James went deep, with his balls slapping and sliding along her body. Paige gagged but did not ****. She also tasted herself on him, and was surprised to find that their combined flavor was both familiar but not unpleasant. It aroused her to taste her own pleasure on him, and it aroused her to know that he was leaking across her tongue. Their pleasure was mutual, and she was glad to let him slide his shaft smoothly through her cleavage like it was yet another pussy.

Judging from his grunts and growls, Paige figured that James liked it, too. He spoke his pleasure to her through barking pants as he called her a slut. With one of his big fists, he held her in place by the hair as he fucked up into her mouth. It made Paige feel like a slut. At her age, such degradation meant little more than a face full of cum, and with James she at least knew that the cum would be thick and accompanied by climax. To be a slut for a man like him was a good thing, she figured, and so she embraced it.

James stiffened between her breasts, and Paige moaned in response. Eager to feast on his thick seed as she had the day before, she sucked him with greater urgency. Before James, it was rare that she would swallow a man’s load. Staring down his shaft, however, and watching him rise through and fall between her glistening breasts, remembering how hot and thick his seed felt inside of her the day before, she can only look forward to his coming climax. His thick, delicious loads were, to her, just another way in which James was better than other men.

With another feral growl, James cussed, and then he came. Paige purred, holding her breasts tighter around him and meeting each upward thrust with her own downward stroke. Soon, she took over completely, stroking him through his climax while James sat back, shaft stiff, semen spilling out into her mouth and across her face. Paige took it with a low, willing croon, swallowing what she could before resting him against her face and riding out his climax. Semen gathered in her hair and across her bouncing bosom, warming her breasts and leaving her sticky with seed.

When finished, Paige sat up and continued stroking him, milking him onto her with a smile as his thick semen stuck to her face. She licked his twitching cock with a laugh. “Mm, James, that was a good one!”

James grunted. “They’re always good ones, slut.”

Paige chuckled. “That’s true, from what I’ve seen.” Purring again, she stroked him into her open mouth, sucking him, tasting him, with a smile. “Mm. You’ve got a big dick, and big orgasms. You’re the stud I’ve always wanted, and I’m the luckiest slut in the world to have you.”

James, the simple man that he was, smiled at her praise and stuffed himself back into her mouth. Paige accepted him eagerly and stared him in the eyes as he moved her along his shaft. “Yeah? You like that big dick, don’t you, slut?”

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