I messaged cuck to go and get the car. Time to get the party started.
We finished our drinks and walked across the bar. My slut at my arm, my cock hard. Mine now, just how I like it.
In the car, Joanne knew exactly what I expected. She unzipped me, took my shaft in her hands, and licked the juices off my glistening knob. I grabbed a handful of hair and held her face above my cock. She looked up pleadingly….’please Sir, I need you. Please can I suck you?’
I slowly pulled her down onto me. Feeling the heat of her mouth engulf my cock. Fuck, yes. I held her there. The entire entry of my cock in her mouth and throat. She was doing her best to move her tongue to taste me, lick me, but her mouth was well and truly filled.
Then, the sound I love so much, she began to gag, choking on my cock, her mouth gripping me even more firmly. That was my signal, to take her head in my hands and fuck her throat. Slow, deep thrusts. She gasped for air each time I pulled her head up to the tip of my cock, then gagged each time I fucked her throat again. I could feel her drool dribbling over my balls, see her mascara running down her cheeks.
I throat fucked her hard for the whole length of the journey. Lifting her head up and kissing her softly, seeing her beautiful face covered in mascara and drool, and showing her my Rick hard cock, glistening with her drool and my pre cum.
We are home, Sir.
Good boy. Go and prepare my playroom. |
