Alexis Chapter 2

Fuck this, I think to myself. I know damn well what I want, and I'm not going to wait for it any longer. I unbutton his jeans with one hand and pull them down to his knees. His hands are groping at my "tits" now and he's burying his face into my neck, nibbling lightly and giving me a hickey. His hard cock is making a tent in his briefs, and it causes me to pull his underwear down too. I kiss Mr. Hughes lightly on the lips and look at him in the eyes. Gently giving him a little push, I direct him to the couch and sit him down, taking charge. He watches me with the most lustful eyes I've ever seen. I'm so hard that my cock is trembling.

"Oh yeah baby, work that wonderful mouth of yours on my cock," Mr. Hughes says. I grin at him and kneel down on the floor in front of him, taking his entire cock all the way into my mouth. I gag and quickly recoil, pulling it out and catching my breath. Taking it slower, I work my mouth down around his shaft and begin pumping him in and out, jacking off the base of him with the spit and precum from my sloppy blowjob. His fingers are running through my hair, and he slaps my hand away from his cock, forcing my head all the way down. He hits the back of my throat and I gag again and try to pull away, but he slams me down even harder and shoves his cock all the way down my throat. His balls slap against my chin as he face-fucks me, and I'm struggling to catch my breath. Finally, he stops and pulls out, slapping his dick roughly across my cheek. I moan and give him a naughty look, grinning slightly.

That must have encouraged Mr. Hughes even more, because he pulls me up and throws me down on the couch. He grabs me by the hips and lifts my ass up in the air, my face buried in a pillow.

"You're such a little whore Alexis," he says.

"Uh-huh!" I giggle, wiggling my ass. Mr. Hughes lifts my skirt up over my ass and pulls the string of my underwear away. Without hesitation, he shoves his face between my cheeks.