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“Such a pretty little slut, choking on that big dick,” he growls luridly, making my eyes roll back as I tremble.
“Fuck, you look so pretty with my cock filling your mouth.”
I whimper, pushing myself further, swallowing him as deep as I can as spit runs down my chin.
“I bet that pretty little pussy is on fire, isn’t it?”
I moan as I hum around his cock.
“Isn’t it.”
A whimper tears from my throat as I nod, looking up at him with desperate, teary eyes.
“I want you to play with that greedy cunt for me, sweetheart. I want to watch you rub that little pussy until you come while you swallow my dick.”
My hand flies between my legs, my eyes bulging at how obscenely wet I am. I moan wildly around him as he thrusts into my mouth, my fingers desperately rubbing my clit hard as my legs begin to shake. Jackson’s muscles clench, his jaw grinding as pure fire sparks from his eyes into mine.
“Come for me, sweetheart,” he snarls, his face a dark mask of lust and depravity that turns me to molten fire. “Fucking come for me while I pump my cum down this greedy little throat.”
I explode. My fingers press hard against my clit, my thighs clamp shut, and Imoanas he buries his cock deep into the back of my throat.
“Swallow my fucking cum, babygirl. Swallow it like a good fucking girl.”
I feel his cock swell somehow even bigger. His abs ripple, his groan hisses through clenched teeth, and suddenly, I can feel it. I can taste it as his cum sprays across my tongue and down my throat—pump after pump as I keep rubbing my clit and coming again right there with him.
My head swims, and my body is shaking everywhere as he slowly tugs my hair, pulling me off his slick cock. For a second, reality hits me as I feel how swollen my lips are—how I can feel spit and cum dripping down my chin. Shame begins to cloud my thoughts, before suddenly, he’s pulling me up into him. And before I know what’s happening, he’s crushing his lips to mine.
“Mm, wait, Jackson—”
But he doesn’t stop. He just keeps kissing me and shattering my own hang-ups of what a mess I must be.
I pull back again, our eyes locking.
“I—I mean, I should brush my teeth, or—”
“Do you really think I give a fuck?”
This time, when his mouth slams to mine, I don’t stop it. I kiss him right back, opening my mouth as our tongues dance and explore. Until suddenly, with a growl, he’s pulling away, flipping us over, and shoving me down into the couch.
He drops between my thighs, shoving them lewdly open before he ducks between them. His eyes lock with mine as his mouth sinks against my pussy, his tongue dragging over my slit.
“Oh fuck…Jackson!”
I’m a mess. I’m flopped like a rag doll on the couch, my legs spread wide and shamelessly, my hair a mess, my lips swollen from him fucking my mouth, and spit and cum dripping down my chin onto my tits as hedevoursmy pussy.
It’s pure hedonism.
It’s pure depravity.
And for one single second, I wonder if this is what slowly losing control feels like. I wonder for one second if I’m letting go, or if I’m being dragged into something I’ll regret.
But then, his lips suction around my clit. His tongue swirls over it as his palm slaps my ass. My back arches, my head throws back as my mouth falls open in a scream of pure release.
Of pure exhale.
And when I come, the doubt and the worries shatter like glass.
If I’m being dragged into something, it’s more than willingly. And if I’m losing control and falling into his sin? Heaven, or hell—or, let’s just say “Jackson”—take me.
