New Town... Cafe shop Alpha path (Patreon)

Continues to use his boss's delicious mouth

Mrs. Paul's elegant face made his cock twitch and pulsate. This was all too easy. She loved being submissive. She looked up at him as he grabbed a handful of hair, and yanked her back to the base of his cock. He told her.

"My turn to have some fun, bitch." He said as he pressed her face against his groin, using her face like a rag doll.

"Ahh," she moan. He forced her up and down his shaft. A trail of drool and spit dripped out the sides of her mouth. As her hot breath hits his thighs and sack. He pumped her face roughly. Enjoying the squishing sounds her saliva made. He pressed his thumbs into the sides of her stretched lips. Causing her to gag even harder on his fat dick. He began to hear choking and gurgling. Still, he wouldn't let up.

He wanted this bitch to choke to death on his cock. A cock that's better than the limp dick husband she's with. A few minutes later, he shoves her off, her nose, chin, and cheeks red from the roughness. He picks her up and drops her onto the table.

Mrs. Paul's cock was struck by {mc} length and thickness. She said. "Please, fuck me like the whore that I am. Fuck me deep and hard and rough."

He pulled her closer, his face inches from hers. His hand gripped her throat and squeezed. The other ripped off her fancy bra.

"Ahhhh," she groaned. His hand squeezed the air from her throat. Mrs. Paul gasped and bucked under him. He realized she was enjoying the dominant display.

"Stick your ass up," he hissed.

Mrs. Paul...