Training

Training

“Hands too,” I added. Her back arched and her bottom rose into a luscious curve. “Like this?” she inquired.

“Mmmhmm.”

As she opened wide, I put my hand behind her head and began fucking her mouth. Whispering “look at me,” I watched her doe-eyes obediently open and roll up.

It was time for a short break, but first I was going to give her a preview of what was coming. She gagged slightly, a flash of panic in her countenance.

Allowing her to breath through her mouth for a moment, she let out a soft feminine murmur. Just as she was about to speak, I wrapped both hands around her head and forced my cock deep in her throat. Feeling her struggle, her nose nearly touched my abdomen.

She was getting turned on. I could see it in her eyes. Through a mouthful of drool mixed with my pre-cum, she cooed “more.” Her eyes were softening, her demeanor relaxing.

Cock-lust.

The moment I saw that smile, I knew her training had gotten off to a good start. She was going to insist on more. A lot more.