1. I was just a toy


    Date: 11/10/2014, Categories: First Time, Author: kggdlkgfkhk, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    wasn't to sure what he meant by that but I was about to find out. He grabbed my hair and jerked my head back up. I looked up at him with a grimace because he was pulling my hair so hard it hurt and I started to say something until I locked eyes with him. The almost-sorry look was gone. In its place was raw lust, almost angry. I was immediately terrified. He noticed. "Don't be scared, baby. You'll get used to it, trust me. Now," he said as he grabbed his **** with the other hand. "Open your mouth." I whimpered, and did exactly what he asked. This time he just threw his **** into my throat and started ******* my mouth, hard. He was hurting my throat and I was gagging again and thought I was gonna throw up. I started to cry, but I'm not sure they could even tell because my eyes had been watering already. I tried to fight, tried to pry his hand off my hair or push him backwards but he was so much stronger than me I may as well have been trying to lift a car for all the effect I was having. I realized there was no point and I used my hands for balance instead and cried and whimpered and struggled for air as he brutally ****** my throat. The other guys faded out, the room faded out, even Tony faded out. My whole world became nothing but the **** filling my throat and the balls hitting my chin, the only thing I had time to think about was making sure I sucked in a ragged breath of air every time his **** popped out of my throat. After what felt like an eternity but was probably ...
    just a few minutes, Tony's voice cut through the fog. "God Jess. You're doing so good. I'm gonna *** right down your slutty little throat. You want me to *** down that ******* throat?" I couldn't answer, and felt a pang as he called me a ****. I was torn. I didn't want to be a **** but I wanted him to like me and think I was doing a good job. Then I felt his **** get harder. He worked it deep, as deep as he could, and I couldn't taste it but I could feel the *** pumping out of his **** as it just throbbed over and over in my throat. I had no choice but to keep swallowing so I didn't throw up, and I hadn't gotten a deep enough breath. I started hitting his legs with my hands again but he didn't seem to care. My vision was actually starting to tunnel out when his **** finished pulsing and he pulled it out of my throat and stepped away. I collapsed hard on all fours again, coughing and choking and gasping for air once more. It was then that I got my first taste of ***, as some of it came back up while I choked. It was salty and sort of bitter but kind of sweet. I was trying to decide if I liked it when someone jerked my head back up by my hair. I saw Michael's face, then my eyes immediately fell to his ****. The shaft wasn't as thick as Tony's but the head was, and looked like it was shorter. He told me to open my mouth and it happened, I didn't even think about it. I was still thinking about how different it looked from Tony's. He pushed it straight to the back of my throat but ...
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