Selling her cherry

After face fucking the young slut, Damien had relented and let her set her own pace. Only instead of backing off, she seemed more determined to take in all of his massive tool. Between coughs and gags the girl learned quickly how to deep throat even this monster of a cock. She would easily pleasure any normal man he thought to himself of the money she would bring him.

Ariella was sure she would soon be swallowing her first full load of a mans seed. Tasting his sperm of life as it settled into her belly. Damien had other thoughts. Just as his cock began to throb, and she was sure and ready to attempt at swallowing down all of his ejaculate, he pulled his cock from her warm lips.

A look of fear, worry and disdain came upon her pretty, smeared face. Damien, without a word stood and looked down on the girl. Had she done something wrong? She worried. Why had he stopped her? Was she not making him feel as good as he had made her feel just minutes ago?

Without a word Damien stood before her and taking her hand from his balls he placed it between her wet legs. He moved it up and down a couple of times, clearly indicating that he wanted her to play with herself. She turned red and stopped her hands motion, not knowing if she could do that as he watched her.

He took his abandoned cock in his own hand. As a single tear drop rolled down her cheek, Damien took the head of his cock and wiped it away. Replacing it with a sticky glob of his precum. Then he he slapped her, rather harshly across her face with his cock and again he put her hand in motion upon her cunt.

He watched to see what she would do, as he traced her lips with his hand held cock. Teasing her as to what she might get back if she complied with his wishes.
 
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