Page 77 of Dance of Madness

I grin.

Thank you, genetics.

“Open wide, princess,” I groan, fisting my cock as I grip her ponytail and tug her head back. “Open that pretty little mouth so that I canfuck it.”

She looks so fucking beautiful on her knees like that, bra pulled up, tits out, panties tangled around her thighs.

Glazed, needy look in her eyes.

Then her mouth falls open.

I thrust in brutally, jamming my fat cock into the back of her throat. She chokes a little, but as I’m pulling back out, her lips wrap tight around me.

Her blue eyes clash with my green ones.

Her lips tighten around my swollen dick.

I think my little princess wants the challenge.

With a groan, that’s exactly what I give her. I don’t build up to it, don’t let her get used to my size. I’m not even sure I’d say I proceed tofuckher mouth.

More likeuse it.

Sloppy, wetglucksounds fill the dressing room as I fuck my cock between her pouty soft lips. I groan, my spit-soaked dick sliding wetly in and out of her greedy throat like I own it.

I wrap that fucking ponytail around my fist, gliding my swollen head over her teasing tongue. Feel her pouty lips stretch tight around my girth. Feel her throat spasm and work at my dick as I ram deep.

Notoncedo her eyes stray from mine. They don’t blink, just stare defiantly and yet obediently into mine as she chokes and spits and slobbers on my cock.

I’m not going to last. Not with this mouth. Not with those eyes stabbing into mine. Not withthat fucking ponytail.

“Remember, princess,” I groan, rolling my hips, my abs flexing as I fuck my fat cock deep. “Good girls swallow every last drop.”

She moans around my dick, nodding her head, her eyes fuckingstillon mine.

That’s what shatters whatever control I have left: those fucking eyes, never once looking away.

With a deep groan, I feel my muscles clench and my balls draw up tight. My cock pulses and swells, and suddenly, I’mexplodinginto her mouth.

Not coming. Not “releasing”. Not spilling.

Detonating.

I hiss, staring right into her eyes as my cock pulses and jumps, twitching in her mouth, blasting spurt after spurt of cum across her tongue and down her throat. Milena moans and whimpers, gulping and swallowing, still sucking my dick until I have to forcibly pull her away.

Her mouth slips off my swollen head with a wet pop. Our eyes are still locked, that same fiery, defiantneedblazing in hers.

“Show me,” I murmur.

A blush blooms on her face. But slowly, still looking up at me, with my heavy, swollen cock bobbing in front of her face, Milena opens her mouth.

It’s filled with my pearly white cum.

Her lips close. She doesn’t blink as her throat works. Her little pink tongue darts out to lick her lips clean, and then slowly, she opens wide again.

Her mouth is empty.

“Good girl,” I groan.

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