Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40275 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 201(@200wpm)___ 161(@250wpm)___ 134(@300wpm)
His thickness stretches my lips as I slide the hardness over my flat tongue, flicking and lapping at the special spot as I slide it in and out, in and out, listening to all the grunting and swearing from above.
“Keep going. You’re doing the Lord’s work down there, baby. I love how your cute little dimple comes out when you’re taking my fat dick down your throat.”
I draw him deep, deeper, until the head tickles my tonsils and my gag reflex bucks him straight out of my mouth as I gasp and spit onto the floor. “Sorry,” I mumble, struggling for a breath. “It’s so big.”
He reaches down and pats my head as I rub my saliva slick chin on my shoulder. “You’re trying. That’s what matters, but you did say you’re sorry again, so back in your mouth. Looks like you need a little face fuck to drive my point home, little one.”
He presses the tip of his weeping dick to my lips and drives it forward until my mouth is stretched and his heavy palm cups the back of my head.
I grab harder on the base, steadying myself as he slips the shaft in and out, faster, deeper, pulling my head back a few inches which seems to help my throat from closing when he pushes beyond my tonsils.
“Relax your throat. You’re doing great, but I want in there deeper. I want you to show me how sorry you are.” He guides my head as I hang on for dear life, at the mercy of his thick member. Desperate to make him happy, I realize my pleasure rises with his. I’m in a lust haze as saliva drips off my chin, the salty flavor of his pre-cum dancing on my tongue. And I suck at the mountain man’s manhood, moving my hands up and down, working him in every way I can imagine as he groans and growls.
“That’s it, jack off that cock while I fuck your pretty face. Your forgiveness is coming very soon, baby. It’s coming…” His voice trails off as I look up. His muscles are tight, jaw locked as he barrels beyond the limits of my throat until I see black stars. I gush as I gag, wanting to make him happy and pushing myself to hold out just a minute longer as the bulbous head swells in my airway.
I gurgle and struggle on my knees, my hands sliding up and down as he makes the most obscene sounds. Wet slapping of his body against my face… down, down, down my throat until my gag reflex gives up and I moan right along with him.
“Your forgiveness is here, baby. Swallow it all and you’re forgiven.”
Jets of hot release spray down my throat as the aching between my legs surges into a desperation I’ve never known before. I want him inside me. I feel like I’ll die without it, and he must read my mind; as soon as the last jets of creamy seed leave him, I’m being tugged upward and around. My belt off, jeans down, sweatshirt peeled over my head, and I’m back on my knees with my face pressed into the rough jute rug.
“Your stallion is going to breed his mare now, baby girl. This big horse dick is going to stretch that tight little cunt of yours wide, and you’ll take every inch, won’t you? You want this thick animal cock deep.”
I choke and twist as I struggle to grab something, a hand wrapping around my hair, the tip of his erection pressing against my opening. With my ass high in the air, Davis’s hand stings my flesh as he drives forward, taking my breath from my lungs. His fingers bruise my hip and I gladly accept the pain. It carries the pleasure higher and higher.
“Horse fucks for one reason. To mate. To breed. The stallion owns his mare, he pushes that long thick dick deep inside, mounting them like a fucking king.”
My belly cramps as he pushes inside me until my body says no more. He must have tugged his pants down because his flesh is slapping against mine in wet, desperate thrusts that drive my face downward, scraping my cheek on the rough rug.
He pins me down with his body, bucking and thrusting his inches into my sore opening.
“Horse cocks are as thick as my arm. The head is flat and plugs the mare after release, knotting and locking them together so his seed stays right where it belongs until she’s bred with him.”
I grunt as he slips back, then forward, back, forward, as my insides ripple and I grit my teeth against the painful force of his brutal lust.
“You feel it? That big horse dick and the way the head is growing and growing as he pumps. Desperate for that mare to be swollen with his seed. You want all of it, don’t you? Don’t you?” He grunts as I writhe and struggle beneath him. He pumps his hips faster and faster as his weight presses my chest to the ground.