Too keep sucking

"Keep sucking," she commands, her foot pressing down on his chest. John's mind is a whirlwind of being a beta and wanted excitement. He obeys, his teeth grazing the plastic as she pumps it in and out of his mouth. The bouncer's grip on his hair tightens, and she starts to thrust faster. He tries to ignore the growing wetness in his boxers, the pre-cum that's starting to seep out.

Her hand reaches down to his crotch, gripping his cock through the fabric. She gives it a firm squeeze, eliciting a muffled moan around the strap-on. "Looks like someone's enjoying this," she says with a chuckle. She releases her grip.

The pressure in his boxers is unbearable, and he knows that if she keeps going, he won't be able to hold back. She's too strong, her foot pressing harder against his chest. "Don't be shy," she whispers, her breath hot against his cheek. "Show me how much you want it."

John shoves his boxer off joining the other people in full nudity. He grope his cock while he pump for the muscle mommy. John's mind was racing, trying to find a way to turn the tables or to get some control of this situation, but his body's response was undeniable. The bouncer's touch was rough which he is loving. He could feel the sneer in her smile as she watched him, enjoying his degradation.

"Keep pumping your cock. I want to see how much you enjoy this," the bouncer instructs him, her eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and dominance. John's hand moves up and down his shaft in a frantic pace, his eyes never leaving hers. He feels the heat of the room pressing down on him, the air thick with the scent of desire.

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