Chapter 4: Chapter 4
Jeanne pulls down jacks pants seeing his large bulge engorged beneath his jeans. As she pulls them down his dick flops out hitting her in the face. She can’t resist but to suck on it.
Her lips wrap around the head of his cock, her tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. She can taste the saltiness of his precum as it drips down her throat. Jack groans, his hands tangling in her black hair, guiding her head up and down his shaft. She takes him deeper, her throat constricting around his length. He fucks her mouth, his hips moving in rhythm with her head. She can feel his cock hitting the back of her throat, making her gag slightly. But she doesn’t stop. She loves the feeling of being used, of being his plaything. His hands tighten in her hair, pulling her head back, forcing her to look up at him.
"You're such a good little slut, aren't you?" he growls, his voice laced with lust. She nods, her eyes watering slightly as she takes him deeper again. He smirks, his eyes locked onto hers, "You love it, don't you? You love being my fucktoy."
Jeanne moans in agreement, her hand reaching up to cup his balls, gently squeezing them. He groans, his hips jerking forward, fucking her mouth harder. She can feel his cock swelling in her mouth, the head of it hitting the back of her throat repeatedly. She relaxes her throat, letting him fuck her mouth with abandon.
He's close, she can feel it. His cock swells even more, his hips moving faster, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She reaches up, her fingers wrapping around the base of his cock, her thumb rubbing against the sensitive vein running along the underside. He groans, his hips jerking forward, his cock hitting the back of her throat again and again.
"Fuck, Jeanne," he grunts, his voice strained. "I'm gonna come. Swallow it all, you little slut."
She nods, her eyes watering, her nose running. She can feel the heat of his cock, the pulsing of his veins as he gets closer.