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Ashley

Carson started slow at first.

He pumped in and out of my mouth, then he withdrew his dick before slamming his dick to the base of my mouth. I gagged instinctively and my eyes watered.

“Relax your throat,” he said in a voice that was completely unlike him, “I'm going to be fucking your mouth for a while.”

And he did make good on his promise. He fucked my mouth like it was solely made for fucking and by the time he was done, I was a mess.

I was panting heavily as if I just ran a marathon, his cum was leaking out of my mouth and tears were streaming down my cheeks from the sheer force of having his dick plunge and plunder my mouth.

And don't get me started on the fact that my pussy was a breathing thing now, it was pulsating so wildly and dripping that I don't think I’ve been wetter.

“You’re such a bad girl,” Carson murmured after he had made sure that I had cleaned his dick till it was clean. He tucked it away before pulling me to my feet, “The smell of your arousal is so