“I want you to suck my cock,” he growls.
I nod. “No. Yes, yes.”
He rises to his feet on the bed, bends his legs to lower his dick to the right height for my face, and shoves his hard-on in front of my face. But instead of shoving it into my mouth, he unexpectedly stops and places his wet tip on my chin, right on my little indentation.
“Oh yeah,” he says, running his hands through my hair. “Look up at me.”
I can barely follow his command. I’m about to come again.
He growls. “Been wanting to do that since I first saw that little cleft in your chin.”
Before I can reply, he slides his hard-on from my chin into my mouth, and I instantly begin sucking on him voraciously, moaning loudly as I do.
This is insane pleasure. My body and mouth are both filled up with cocks, my clit is vibrating, his hands are running through my hair. I swirl my tongue against the little hole at his tip, and he growls loudly, grabbing furiously at the back of my head.
My eyes roll back into my head again.
I’m dizzy.
A strange vertigo overtakes me, a kind of tunnel vision. I feel like I’m literally gonna keel over. A blast of white light bursts in front of my eyes and momentarily dances in my field of vision, as if I’ve just come inside after being in the brightest light and my eyes haven’t yet adjusted.
I bat Josh’s hand forcefully and pull my mouth off his hard-on.
“I can’t,” I sputter.
Josh drops down to the control box in a flash and the machine instantly stops humming. The vibration stops. The dildo stops moving.
The machine comes to a complete stop—and yet I’m still twitching and gasping like a freshly caught fish.
Without hesitation, Josh leaps behind me on the bed, roughly lifts my pelvis off the dildo, pushes me forward onto my hands and knees over the machine, and begins furiously licking and suckling my pussy from behind, lapping up the fluid that’s literally dripping out of me.
I shudder and moan at the sensation of his tongue and mouth slurping and sucking and lapping at my sensitive folds and creases, at how passionately he’s eating me.
“Are you on the pill?” he grunts.
“Yes. Do it.”
“Are you clean?”
“Yes. Do it.”
“I’m clean.”
“Do it.”
He plows into me without hesitation, all the way, and proceeds to fuck the motherfucking shit out of me.
I cry out with pleasure as a bone-rattling climax hurtles through me, yet again.
I’m delirious. Out of my head. Aching for him to tear me clean apart.
His fingers reach around me to my clit as he pounds me, and, all of a sudden, I’m blinded. Literally. All I can see is a white light. Then yellow. Pink. Holy shit. My abdomen twists. I feel like I’m gonna throw up. My toes curl. My skin pricks. I dry heave again.
Warm fluid suddenly gushes out of me the way it did on themachine a few minutes ago and spurts down my thighs. Oh, Jesus. I can’t see. I literally can’t function. I think I’m gonna black out.
Josh grips the back of my hair and comes so hard inside me, I can feel his cum shooting into me.
Holy... Something-Something, Batman. Fucking hell. I’m so fucked up right now, I can’t even come up with a clever Batman quip. Fucking fucky fuck. Holy fuck. Fuck. That’s about all I got. Holy Fuck, Batman. Fuck you.
