Page 45 of Perverted Fantasies

He switches over to the other cheek and gives it the same treatment, holding me up against the wall the entire time, his hand now dug into my hair, turning my face so one half of it is smashed up against the wall.

Suddenly he yanks my hair back, pulling my head along with it, bending me over backwards, my legs still in place but my back arched.

He keeps pulling, forcing me to spin around to keep from falling on my back. But my momentum is so great that I can’t stop myself from falling my knees right there in front of him.

And then I’m staring up at him, his rock-hard cock standing at attention directly in front of my face as he looks down at me, his hand still grabbing a fistful of my hair.

“You want my cock, don’t you?” Johnny says, holding my head up against the wall.

I nod vigorously and look up at him longingly.

“Open your mouth.”

I do as I’m told.

Johnny steps forward and slips his cock into my mouth. His hands slide to the sides of my head as he continues to force his cock down my throat, shoving it all the way inside me until my nose is pressing up against his navel.

His cock is filling up my entire throat, making it impossible to breathe. I choke and gag but still he holds my head in place, keeping me from turning aside. The wall pressing against the back of my head keeps me from escaping.

“Look up at me you fucking slut,” he says, staring down at me as he forces me to deepthroat him.

I do my best, tilting my chin upwards as much as I can. Tears are leaking from my eyes but I can still see him grinning down at me, thoroughly enjoying the control he has over me.

I gag again. But still he doesn’t let me go. I open my mouth a little wider, allowing just a hint of air in. Clear saliva pours out of my mouth, down my chin, and onto the carpet.

Coughing behind his cock, my throat starts to clench up. But this just eggs Johnny on even further. Somehow he forces his cock even deeper into my throat and holds it there for a moment before finally letting me off the hook.

Laughing, he pulls his cock out.

I gasp for breath, gulping in air as quickly as I can.

But I’ve barely even began to recover when he slaps me across the face again, forcing me to gasp in surprise, then sticks his cock right back into my mouth while my mouth is still open.

And then he’s fucking my face, his cock pumping in and out of my throat with furious intensity while he continues to hold my head in place against the wall.

I don’t even try and fight it, I just take in as much air as I can in between pumps, the saliva now pouring out of my mouth, soaking his cock and balls and dripping down my chin and all over my tits.

After he’s had enough of fucking my face Johnny pulls his cock out of my mouth and slaps my cheek with it a couple of times before he yanks again on my hair and drags me over towards the couch.

Crawling on my hands and knees as he pulls me forward, I barely have a chance to catch my breath before he has me sitting on the floor with my back against the base of the couch. He positions me so the back of my head is on the cushion and my face is pointing towards the sky.

Without so much as a word, he turns around so his back is to me, lifts his feet up on the couch, squats over my head, and drops his ass down, using my face as a seat cushion.

Knowing what he likes, I run my hands up beneath his ass and spread his cheeks apart, opening his ass up. I start licking his asshole, gently at first, getting him warmed up. As his asshole starts to relax and widen I go to work a little more aggressively, licking up and down and around the edges while he hovers above me.

“Holy fucking shit you’re a nasty fucking slut,” Johnny says, all in one breath. A couple seconds later he adds, “Stick your tongue out.”

I do as I’m told, making my tongue rigid and sticking it straight up into the air.

“That’s right,” Johnny says as he starts rubbing his ass back and forth along my face, riding my tongue with his asshole. “Hold it right fucking there.”

Johnny grinds on my face for a little bit, his asshole getting wider and wider with every pass, until finally it’s wide enough to accept the tip of my tongue inside it.

He moans softly and stops grinding, instead dropping his full weight onto my face, smothering m

e with his ass, my tongue sliding a good two inches into his anus.

I spread his cheeks wider, giving me deeper access to his asshole.

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