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Chapter 9 by Crull Crull

How do I her mouth?

Very roughly

I grab a handful of hair, forcing her head forward and then **** my cock in her mouth. I move in so deep that my balls rest on her chin. My wife isn't the biggest fan of blowjobs and, of course, she never allowed me to be truly rough.

Amelia's panic is growing, her arms grow tense under my knees, her legs are kicking the air, her whole body tries to free itself but she doesn't even try to bite. It must be a part of the gift from the universe. There will be no resistance that can actually hurt me in any serious way. The pleasure is overwhelming, I feel like I'm having a heart attack and I can't stop.

My hips are thrusting downwards with every stroke, I am fucking her like she is a rubber doll. But she is definitely isn't one. Her resisting mouth is smooth, wet, warm. The way how her tongue rubs against the bottom of my dick is driving me crazy. Every thrust of mine is deeper and harder than the last. Sadly, in this position, I can see neither her face nor her body... Feelings and sounds are the only things I can truly enjoy. Speaking about what I can hear... Amelia's breathing is frantic, she struggles to get any air through her nose. It is surely a stressful experience that trains breathing.

"Stop, Stop, Please stop..." I can almost hear those words in her vain attempts to scream something through my dick, which is still buried deep in her throat. Her **** attempts to gasp for some air only squeeze my flesh even tighter. With some last bits of rationality, I, not wanting her to pass out again, pull my dick out into the cold unwelcoming air. Yet, she doesn't get much time, I slam back a few seconds later.

The next few minutes are the most intense sexual encounter of my life... OK, maybe **** Jenna's virgin pussy was even better. Yet, this violent facefuck, in which I control everything is an ultimate experience that I will never forget.

My orgasm hits my mind like a tsunami. Only the first few drops land in her throat, adding to her breathing troubles. I pull out to fulfill my old fantasy, something I masturbated to many times before. I pulled out, shifted my position, and came all over Amelia's wonderful tits marking them as something mine.

As I stand up and look down I see the result of my actions. The sweaty body of an athlete whose will, at least momentarily, is broken. Her face is wet from tears and snot, her breasts have very visible white droplets, her whole body is shaking both from coughing and crying. I should feel pity but all I see is a very sexy scene. How one day of fucking unwilling teens can change a man.

Is it enough for her?

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