Resist.

'Stop,' you stutter, with his tongue still in your mouth. Feebly, you attempt to push him off you. He stops for a moment, and backs up with a hurt smile on his face.

'So you do hate me,' he said, acid in his tone. Your stomach sinks.

'No, I just.. I.. People are watching,' you say quietly, as a sheepish excuse. In all reality, your attraction to him is growing by the minute, and your pussy is dripping for him..

'They don't care. Don't you want me? I want to fuck,' he growls, his smile hungry once more. With fear in your eyes, you look down at your shoes. 'Good enough for me,' he whispered, and then pulled you by the arm into the ground. You yelp, shocked, as he presses his lips down on yours again, forcing his hands under your shirt and bra. He grabs your hand and presses it to his crotch, which is not-so-subtly concealing a hot, throbbing, massive cock. Your curiosity gets the best of you, and you trace out the edges of his cock; at LEAST ten inches there, you think. He smiles as you finally pull your hand away, noting your hesitation.

'Open your mouth,' he commands with his deep, dark voice. You part your lips ever so slightly, and he props himself up so that his cloth-covered cock is prying your mouth further apart. The smell of his cologne fills your nostrils again as he kneels above your head, pulling your head into his crotch with his forceful hands.

'Nnggh!' you squeal, unable to breathe. He smirks again, finally letting your head go, and he pulls his zipper down. 'You bite, you die,' he said, and you finally notice the outline of a switch blade in the pocket left of his massive cock. Fear in your eyes, you nod. He pulls out his dick and slides it between your **** lips. Suddenly, he bares his teeth, and then shoves his fat cock all the way back into your throat. You near-soundlessly cry out, tears welling up in your eyes. His dick rubs against the back of your throat, and he pulls back out for a moment.

'Good girl,' he said, stroking your hair, before shoving it back in and out of your mouth with increasing speed. You gag, several times, and he laughs with malice in his voice. '****, pendeja,' he spat, thrusting his suddenly burning-hot dick forward one more time. He cums, groaning, and you feel hot cum slide down the back of your throat.

'Not bad,' he muttered, pulling himself off of you and zipping his pants back up. 'I want more.'