’ ‘What can I say? No one’s ever said that to me. I-I mean, sure I’ve gotten, ‘you’re hot’ or ‘let’s fuck’ but, beautiful? You thi...k I’m beautiful?’ ‘The most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen. Is that a problem?’ Ryan stood and walked over to her. She picked up her hands and pulled her to him. Amy’s character changed from confident, to a puddle that melted the second she was in his arms. ‘I-I don’t even know you.’ She said helplessly. ‘What if you get to know me?’ He asked, tilting her head up,. Soon, nothing else mattered to me in that moment except pleasing him, pleasuring his cock. Every time he called me bitch or slut, I became more and more turned on as my cock throbbed and leaked between my legs. Obviously he noticed this and became more verbal as he used my mouth and throat for his pleasure. "You love this cock don't you faggot?" he asked.My cock twitched as the word "faggot" rolled off his tongue. It was like a switch went on and the gravity of the situation hit home. Here I. Her hands were on my knees. I was choking Disha, holding her hair I pulled her head up. Disha took a deep breath all the saliva flowing down from the side of her mouth. Disha took my hand off her hair and began to jerk me.Disha: You mother fucker bastard. You wanna see a deep throat I will show you.Disha tied her hair back and took my dick in her mouth and deep throated herself. She was gagging on my dick I was feeling the end of her mouth.Me: Ah! Fuck, you bitch. Yeah, go more inside.Disha. We stood there kissing for a few minutes and I led him to the bedroom. The only thing I remember after that was the moment he entered me. He filled me with electricity, every inch of him tingled inside me. Every movement was pure ecstasy. I could only moan. It was a constant orgasm. He kept saying “oh my God”, over and over. It went on for I don’t know how long, but at one point I felt that I left my body. We did it over and over until we were completely spent. He could barely walk. I didn’t.