Test-drive that filthy mouth.

Deciding to test how rough she really likes it, you stand back and fling her off the bed, sending her tumbling to the floor. She yelps, but you hear only surprise rather than anger in the noise. Before she has a chance to get her bearings, you’ve already wrapped her beautiful, black hair around your hand and tugged down your pants. The glare she shoots up at you is withering, but it does nothing to stop her from darting forward and catching your cock in her mouth.

Her lips are even better-suited for sucking dick than you thought, and it’s hard to stay in control when George begins to bob her head on your shaft. She carefully plays with your balls while her tongue slips over your rod, tracing the veins with a careful intentionality even while she sucks. You only pause when you notice her spare hand creeping down.

“No touching yourself right now,” you command, and her razor-sharp look of disdain shoots back up at you. “Fine, but I won’t fuck you after if you do.” She seems to consider it for a second, then goes back to sucking you off, her free hand now bracing her against your legs instead of finding its way into her underwear. If anything, she’s moving faster and even more passionately. Sure, part of it is probably to satisfy you faster so she can get hers, but some of it is also how hot you calling her bluffs and taking control, finally, is getting her.

You can’t maintain pace for long, idly thrusting into George’s mouth each time she dives down as far as she can. You can hear light choking noises, but it doesn’t seem to stop her from deep-throating you. However cutting and mean she can be, George really does take pride in her craft. She only slows down a little when you pushing into her throat starts to pick up speed.

She takes her hands off your balls and legs, then fold them behind her back while you take over using her mouth. She’s still attending to you with her tongue and sucking your cock enthusiastically, but she otherwise forces you to do all the work of jamming yourself down her throat again and again. The force you put out to do so makes drool run down the edge of her mouth, her eyes even starting to water. Besides the lipstick, the most clear evidence she didn’t take her makeup off after work is how streaks of black trickle down her cheeks the harder you fuck her face.

George makes a muffled, groaning noise even with her hands clearly out of the way, and you realize that even if it’s not enough to make her cum, she’s definitely only getting more turned on by you abusing her dirty mouth. She looks up at you, mascara running wildly and spittle all over her chin as you screw her mouth, silently asking what you want to get you to just fuck her already.