Be My #1 Cocksucker
Watch my hips thrust in slow, cruel rhythm while I make you twirl your tongue, gag, and drool until silver strings of saliva dangle like sinful garlands from your chin. Every time you pull back for air, I laugh, calling you my "number one cocksucker," then ram the dildo deeper so you can feel the ridges at the back of your throat. I pair every thrust with explicit hand-pump instructions, making your spit-slick fingers match my merciless tempo on the tip.
By the final minutes, you're dizzy, eyes watering, spit-soaked, and begging for permission to taste more. But I merely whip my fingers—stroke and suck, stroke and suck—until I'm satisfied you can take any cock I choose to feed you.
Ready to become my gag toy? Open wide, slut. I've only just begun.
Your scarlet-haired, tattooed Goddess Olivia Rose stands over you, harness hugging every curve, strap-on cock gleaming. I crook a finger, smirk, and command you to kneel. From the very first forbidden I order your lips to seal around the silicone shaft, the room fills with my seductive, mocking...
Watch my hips thrust in slow, cruel rhythm while I make you twirl your tongue, gag, and drool until silver strings of saliva dangle like sinful garlands from your chin. Every time you pull back for air, I laugh, calling you my "number one cocksucker," then ram the dildo deeper so you can feel the ridges at the back of your throat. I pair every thrust with explicit hand-pump instructions, making your spit-slick fingers match my merciless tempo on the tip.
By the final minutes, you're dizzy, eyes watering, spit-soaked, and begging for permission to taste more. But I merely whip my fingers—stroke and suck, stroke and suck—until I'm satisfied you can take any cock I choose to feed you.
Ready to become my gag toy? Open wide, slut. I've only just begun.
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