I’m bucking and desperate for air and then I vomit all over his cock.. mostly water but still no reprieve from being slammed onto this very hard coc...…I can feel my hair being sloshed around in what I had spewed, wiped across my face and all over me..,He points to his crutch ‘what the fuck is this? Clean it up, quickly!’ I lick up all the slime and mess between his legsThe pulls.. my head is yanked up and I am called the names he knows I hate to love.. ‘dirty cum slut!’ ‘You love the cock, don’t. Master was chuckling evilly as he again keyed the mike to assure the men that indeed his slave slut would be available, except anally, for a price. Again the voices erupted from the radio, and master repeated our destination, and then shut the radio off; and resting one hand on the back of my head, drove down the road as I slid my mouth up and down over his hard length. As we approached the truck stop, master turned the lights off; he drove into and through the crowded front lot, and parked at. ”“I don’t care, I want to feel her tongue in me.”The rebellious sprite who had been kissing her, and whose breasts she had fondled, rose up and spread its thighs around Susannah’s head, and the girl found herself staring at the smoothest, plumpest mound she had ever seen. While her own was covered in a neat triangle of soft downy growth, this one was smooth and hairless. At first, the lips were hidden, but as she watched they seemed to unfurl like a flower-bud in the sunlight, exposing the. Give it a second or two and we'll do it again."My nose was gushing fluid, my eyes were spewing tears, my throat hurt like hell, but I was happy I succeeded. I felt very proud of myself."Alright, here we go again," She said.She withdrew from my throat, paused a second, then plunged her penis back in further than before.Much easier . . . no gagging or choking, but it still hurt a little and I figured I'd have a sore throat tomorrow."Again," she announced.She withdrew once more and then plunged.