Page 113 of Savage Don

“What were you going to say, kitten?” I ask, in between mouthfuls of her swollen and begging clit.

“Nothing,” Francesca chokes, her flat stomach sinking inwards from the intensity of each breath she takes.

“How does it feel now?” I demand to know, before taking a bite of her inner thigh.

“Amazing.”

The way her tiny voice trembles against every lash of my tongue makes me shake with desire.

“Help me feel the same way,” I say.

Looking down from her soaking pussy, I lead my throbbing cock towards her pretty pink lips; they’re already opened wide, gasping for air, and it doesn’t take much maneuvering before my bulging head is slipping into her upturned mouth.

Immediately, Francesca’s throat spasms, and she chokes on my girth. But she can’t pull away. She can’t do anything but take it.

“You’re so fucking delicious,” I growl, pumping inside of her until I feel the back of her throat.

Saliva drips down from my shaft as I hold my cock in place. It bends in the middle, forced to make concessions in order to fit in Francesca’s tight little mouth. But the pain is wonderful.

Before I start eating Francesca out again, I unsheathe myself from her throat.

Immediately, a loud raspy cry tears from her dripping lips. Francesca’s whole body convulses as she inhales a giant breath of air.

“Do you want to call me master?” I ask, looking down at my drooling princess and my saliva covered cock.

My words are meant as an act of mercy, but she clearly doesn’t want any.

“No,” Francesca rasps.

“Do you want more?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

With that, I shove my cock back down Francesca’s gaping throat.

Her whimpers are muffled as I begin to face fuck her. Every time she chokes on my bending cock, every time she gags and a flood of saliva comes spilling out of the tiny slits between her lips, I get hotter, I get hungrier.

It doesn’t take long before I’m lapping up her sweet nectar again; leading her swollen clit with my tongue as we both take and give each other everything we’ve got.

Our upside down sixty-nine is so mind-blowing that I almost don’t want either of us to come. This can’t end so quickly. But the hard and fast truth of amazing sex is that the better it feels, the faster it usually goes by.

And this feels fucking amazing.

Still, I try to hold out. I can’t be the first to explode.

Thankfully, Francesca is the first to break.

Her squeals of ecstasy rage like flames against my pumping cock and the entire cross shakes as I suck on her clit and force her to orgasm so hard that I can see her tender skin turn red against the restraints.

The pain makes it feel so much better, doesn’t it, kitten?

Shoving my face deeper into her cunt, I pick up the speed of my savage thrusts. When I look down, I can see the swollen head of my cock bursting down Francesca’s throat like an Adam’s apple.

Her tongue is so far up my shaft that it’s practically licking my balls. What I feel massaging the rest of my cock is the lining of Francesca’s throat.

The sight makes me snap.