“Undress me,” he whispered. She tried to turn and look at him but he grasped her hair, jerking her head back. His voice purred in her ear as her shaking subsided. His finger retreated and she began to whimper in protest when his mouth covered her hole, thrusting his tongue deep inside her. He teased the inner part of her lips, circling the round O of her mouth. Elise huffed and struggled a bit, more for her own pride than to get away. Good God, he was huge! Until her lips firmly closed around her clit and gave it a rough suck. “E-eight, oh, god…”
Her voice was hoarse and she realized she was arching her hips up to his hand with each blow now. He produced two more silky ties from, she assumed, the pocket of his pants that lay nearly forgotten on the floor. Elise was dying. She hoped he wasn’t too large. She got the message. The more of his cock that he sank into her, the more she feared she would choke.
