Raylee-3

She couldn’t do anything, not even move her tongue, his cock moved so vigorously. He pushed deeper, bent over so that he could thrust hard to the back of her mouth, his hips moved with speed as his pubic hairs tickled her nose with each thrust. Her head was bent back farther by the powerful thrusts until it felt like he was going to shove it through her head. He pushed hard, his cock slammed into her throat; Sam held it there as he twisted his hips, the head of his cock felt so big as it cork-screwed into her throat.
He pulled out; spit dripped in long strings from her mouth. Raylee didn’t know how much more of this she could take. Her mouth was being ravaged. She turned on her side, as she gagged and choked. His hands turned her onto her back again.

“Pplleeasse, no moorrre!” Yet her mouth opened wide and took him back in, his slick cock penetrated her lips.
He put one hand under her chin, so he could hold her up, her mouth open as he lunged to the depths of her mouth and into her reluctant throat. He sank all the way down by sheer fuck until his balls were spread over her face. He plugged her completely; his cock pulsated in her tight throat. It felt so good, not sure how much longer he could go without cumming.