Tongue drop down waiting for the cum

John felt his pulse quicken as the fat man's hand stroked his cock in a painfully slow rhythm, his eyes locked onto the engorged head of his captor's shaft. He didn't dare look away, knowing that any sign of disobedience would only lead to further degradation. The room was thick with tension and the musky scent of sex, the only sounds the couple's taunts and the wet smack of the wife's hand on her own cunt as she watched her husband prepare to claim his prize.

With a grunt, the fat man began to spurt, the first rope of cum hitting John squarely in the forehead. He flinched but remained still, his tongue outstretched, eager to show his subservience. The warm, sticky fluid painted a path down his face, coating his nose and chin as he kept his eyes on the prize—his stolen wallet and shoes. He felt a strange sense of satisfaction as the man's grip on his hair loosened and the spasms of orgasm subsided.

The wife watched with a smug grin, her hand still wrapped around John's cock, her thumb rubbing the precum that had pooled at the tip. "Looks like you're a natural, sweetie," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "You should consider a career in porn. You've got the look of a man who loves to be used."

The fat man chuckled, his chest heaving with the aftermath of his climax. "Looks like someone enjoyed that a bit too much," he said, gesturing to the mess on John's face. His wife's grip on John's cock tightened, her thumb tracing the sensitive ridge just under the head, bringing him to the brink of his own release before abruptly stopping.

She ruined John orgasm by teasing his cock into a edging frenzy. His tip drooling out his seed as he stare up at her husband still with a face full of semen.

"Here your things sissy. Unless you want to stay around and be our new maid for our guest. We can get you dressed up in some pretty lingerie," the fat man said, his voice thick with amusement as he tossed John's wallet and shoes onto the floor next to him. John's eyes darted to the items, his heart racing. He reached out tentatively with one hand, as he thought over his words as his cock which was now painfully hard from the teasing.

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