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And, sadly, in more than one way . . . it did.
“Hold that shit like an ice cream cone and lick it,” he rasped. “Eat that dick up like you love it.”
Like a good little dick sucker, she did what she was told and licked around the head of his dick, then lapped over the tip, taking away the precum that gathered there, her eyes falling shut as the taste on her tongue made her mouth water, and her pussy swell.
She ran her tongue over his dick once again before swirling a wet lick around the entire head.
“Yeah, that’s it,” he whispered, holding her face and stroking her cheek with his thumb. He surprised her with his gentleness, then he suddenly shook her from the illusion when he roughly yanked her hair back, his dick plopping out of her mouth and then slapping the heavy width of his dick across her mouth and face.
“Stick that tongue out.”
She did and he slapped his thick cock all over it—until spit juice splashed off it, before ramming it back into her mouth. Her face flushed with heat as he muttered and cursed low above her as her head and mouth moved back and forth, rapidly sliding over his shaft.
“Yeah, you little naughty bitch. Uh, yeah . . . grab them balls.”
She reached for his nutsac and timidly fondled them. They were big. Bigger than any balls she’d ever played with. Grown-man balls, full with lots of grown-man nut.
She was only twenty-three, not that experienced—and nowhere near as freaky as some of her friends back home in Boston. They’d been fucking since they were thirteen, fourteen. And yet she hadn’t lost her virginity until she was eighteen.
And she’d only been with two guys—her age, of course—before she’d been arrested, charged, and brought to Croydon Hill for her part in two bank robberies in Jersey. One bank, down by the shore. The other bank, up in Teaneck.
That was three years ago.
So whatever she knew about sex, she’d learned from her exes—or from reading erotic books. But, now, here she was. Her knees pressed deep into the tiled floor, her mouth stuffed with big, thick grown-man dick. She moaned in spite of her fear lingering in the back of her mind that Sergeant Struthers could make the next twelve years of her bid a nightmare.
She knew, had heard, from other inmates what he was capable of. That alone frightened her. But he’d promised her fifty dollars’ worth of commissary if she took care of his dick right. She needed that commissary. She had nothing. So sucking his grown-man dick was worth it. She’d hang from a ceiling fan if he wanted that too.
“Squeeze them shits,” he breathed out, pulling her from her reverie. He pulled his dick from her mouth, holding it up in his fist by the spit-shined head, the shaft moving upward to lift his balls to her mouth. “Spit on ’em.”
She did.
“Now lick ’em.”
She did that too. Then sucked them into her mouth on command. A dick puppet, that’s what she’d become. Another tear slid down her face.
“That’s right. Cry, bitch.” He grunted, yanking his balls from her mouth, then repositioning his dick to her lips. “Look at me, you little street tramp.”
Slowly, she lifted her gaze to meet his.
“You like sucking this fat Daddy cock, huh?”
She nodded.
“Show Daddy how much you like it then . . .”
He palmed her face again and fucked her mouth hard, mercilessly, until her chest tightened and she was breathless. “Aah, fuck yeah. Suck it,” he growled.
She opened wider, as far as her jaws would allow, then swallowed as the head of his dick brushed the back of her throat.
“Breathe through your nose,” he coaxed. And she inhaled deeply through her nose. “I’m almost there. You want this nut?”
She knew to nod, so she nodded. Then moaned over his cock.
“Then swallow, fuck-face,” he commanded. “Relax your jaw. And swallow with the thrust.”
She cringed inwardly as she took heed—and gradually his dick slid in and out of her mouth with ease, rasping over her tongue. Spit splashed out of her mouth, then slid down her chin.
“F-f-uuuuck,” he gasped out as a slight spurt of heat hit the back of her throat.
