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I do as I’m told, and I’m rewarded for it.

Fuck. Am I ever rewarded for it.

The moment his bulging head touches my lips, my whole body sinks. The taste of his blood pumped flesh is like heaven itself.

No. Not heaven. Hell.

This isn’t clean and fluffy and white.

This is dirty and desperate and dark.

And I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Unsure of what to do, I kiss the tip of Leonid’s massive cock. To my surprise, it twitches in response.

“No,” Leonid says. Bending down, he wraps his fingers around my jaw and sticks his thumb between my lips. “That’s what a good girl would do. Don’t kiss my cock, Sophia. Swallow it.”

Prying my mouth open even wider with his thumb. Leonid continues to hold my jaw as he slides his thick cock between my outstretched lips.

My tongue flattens against his warm shaft as he pushes deeper and deeper into me. When his thick head touches the back of my throat, I gag. But he doesn’t let me pull away.

Leonid’s grip around my jaw only gets stronger, and his other hand slips around to the back of my skull. He holds me in place as he slowly slides back until his cock is halfway out of my mouth again, and then he slides back in.

Again, I gag. But Leo doesn’t stop.

“You’re doing well,” he assures me, his fingers brushing through my hair. “Here, let me help.”

Reaching down, he grabs one of my hands and brings it up to my shoulder, then he curls my fingers into a fist and slips my thumb beneath them all.

This time, when his head hits the back of my throat, I don’t feel like gagging at all.

“Is that better?” he asks, holding his cock deep in my mouth.

All I can do is look up at him and nod. My eyes are starting to water.

“Keep your hand in a fist like that,” Leonid says, dropping my hand to wipe away a tear tricking down my face. “Do that, and this will be a lot easier.”

With that, he slowly starts to fuck my face.

At first, he slips is cock back and forth between my lips with a considerate tenderness. But then, with the new found comfort of my vanishing gag reflex, I start to move my tongue along his shaft, and it switches something inside of him.

Picking up speed, Leonid fucks my face harder. Each thrust holds the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain. My stomach still lurches every time he hits the back of my throat, but it comes with a toe-curling goodness too.

My pussy is soaking.

I’m ready. I can take his cock. I know it.

But Leonid isn’t quite ready to release my mouth just yet. He continues to pound my face, his groans growing deeper and deeper as he covers his cock in my saliva.

By the time he finally pulls out, we’re both dripping with my spit.

“Lie down on your back,” Leonid orders.

Instantly, I flop down onto the mattress.

I’m still struggling to recapture my breath as he lifts my legs up and runs his dripping shaft between my soaking pussy lips.

“Does the fist thing work for my pussy?” I ask through the rapturous pleasure of his thick cock rubbing up against my swollen clit.

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