This. 

Short drabble from my journey into work. 

“You were born to suck my cock.”

She looked up with china doll eyes and nodded hungrily, conscious of the obscene bulge of him filling her cheek.

“and don’t you ever forget it.” he went on, weaving his fingers around her hair and jerking her forwards, moaning with satisfaction as further inches disappeared down her eager throat.

“You are MINE.” He said finally, and she tensed around him, gasping for air as she felt the base of his cock stretching her lips.

All she could do was look up at him with tear-stained cheeks as he used her, enjoying the wash of subserviant serenity over her face, faking her innocence well.

He adored her for many reasons, so many they clouded his brain and he couldn’t think straight. But when he pulled out just in time to aim his load over her pretty, chubby face and watched her mouth form his favourite phrase, his heart swelled with pride.

Watching his cum drip down her neck, he made her repeat it. And she did so with quiet glee.

“I am desperate for your cum. Always.”

He stooped over to kiss the top of her head.

“That’s my girl. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

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