Ravenously!

Offer accepted, Amy rolls her hips and slides her crown down to my mouth. Her hands tighten their grip on my skull, and she shoves herself unceremoniously past my lips. My eyes remain focused on hers as she looks down at me, slamming in.

For the moment, Amy does say anything, she simply stares down into my eyes as she watches herself vanish past my lips. My eyes flutter up at her, and I start to swallow as soon as her crown enters my throat. “Fuck, faggot, this fucking view!”

I moan happily, smiling the little my lips will allow around her thick phallus. She groans as she stares into my eyes, dark brown irises focused and vibrant. Her hips sway backward, holding my head in place so I have no capacity for movement.

I grind my tongue against her underside as she slides out, until only the crown remains, in one smooth but rapid retreat. Even before I can work her crown with my tongue, Amy's hips jerk forward. Her hips slam against my face with a smack!

“Mmph!” I grunt around her cock at the sheer force of impact, a stinging sensation in my cheeks as her balls hit my chin. Her hips don't hesitate, yanking back to slam back in again, as her fingers curl into my hair. I can feel the iron in her grip.

“Fuck, yes, faggot!” Amy growls with arousal, slamming herself in, yanking back, then ramming in, again. I swiftly adjust, matching my breath to her motions. Amy looks down at me, watching me as she pounds my face in hard, ruthless thrusts.

“You ready for me to ruin you, slut?” she asks, her words a growl of lust and need, and I hold up one hand, giving her the thumb's up signal. “Good. Just no matter how hard I go, I love you, and you're worthy. Bite me if you need to.”

I doubt I would ever feel a need to bite my best friend's cock, but I moan softly in acknowledgement. Her fingers flex, and tighten in my hair, establishing a harsh, controlling grasp. Then she pulls out, and begins fucking my mouth even harder.

She yanks my head back by my hair every time she pulls her hips back, then wrenches my hair forward as she thrusts. My eyes flutter and I groan softly around her, unable to do anything but take it. I look up at her as she growls, ramming hard.

The harsh slap of her hips against my face swiftly turns my pale cheeks to pink. The pink rapidly darkens from pallour to brightness, as Amy slams herself to the hilt down my throat. She growls as she slams in, pulling back, and then rams back.

“You fucking like this, don't you, faggot?” Amy snarls with lust, looking down into my eyes, “Knowing I'll plough your slut throat as hard as I damned well please?” I moan in affirmation on her cock, and she shudders with arousal, wrenching out.

“Say it, faggot!” Amy demands, “Tell me you want it, you fucking whore!” I gasp for air as her cock yanks from my mouth, freed from my throat. I shift positions, pulling my hips back so I can bend forward, altering the angle of my throat for her.

“Give it to me, Amy!” I entreat her as I look up at her, maintaining eye as I tilt my head, licking her thick shaft hilt to crown. Amy doesn't need to be asked twice, her fingers gripping my head anew, and she shoves herself back into me.

Her entire movement shifts, now, abandoning the hard smack of her hips against my face. Instead, Amy attacks my mouth with uncommon discipline, slamming herself in with all the force she can, but snapping to a halt before her hips slap me.

Amy's nuts slap my chin from the sheer sharpness of her stop. Refusing to let her hips slap my cheeks, she pulls back and then rams to her hilt again, forcing her lust under control. The result, both for me and I think for her, is pure satisfaction.

For two hours, she maintains this ferocious pace, never hurting me even as she unabashedly hammers it down my throat. My eyes flutter up at her when her cock starts to pulse. She looks down at me, grinning fiercely, “You hungry, best slut?”

“Mm, Mm-Hmm!” I moan in answer, and Amy pulls my hair firmly. I moan louder at the stinging sensation in my scalp, a source of erotic pleasure and pain, as she draws my head up. She sways her hips back, and her first pulse hits my tongue.

“Drink up, faggot!” she commands, and I swallow her milk, swallowing every three pulses thereafter. Six swallows in all, and Amy pulls my head down to her hilt. I tighten my mouth, and she pulls my head back up smoothly, milking her cock.

I flick my tongue across her crown when she pulls back until only her crown remains, licking up the last vestiges of her cream. Amy smiles down at me, stroking my hair and caressing my cheek. “Fuck, you are the best cock slut I've ever had.”

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