Chapter 0262


    “Kent!” | snap, starting to get mad, because — because I’m scared, but | want to get this right, | want him to like it. “This is not


    about me feelingfortable! I’m trying to get you off!”


    “Oh my god, Fay,” Kent growls, staring down at me now in frustration, anger tinging his words. “I’ve been about ten seconds


    away from cumming since the moment | saw you on your knees. What you do doesn’t matter — you could probably just lick it


    twice at this point —*


    “No!” | protest, ring up at him, starting to get mad myself, impulsively raising my other hand and letting it fly in a broad arc


    towards him. “I want to do it right! You were supposed to teac-* But | don’t finish my word, because before | can finish my open


    palm smacks the side of his thigh, hard, dangerously close to his ass.


    Kent''s eyes go wide at the same moment as | do as we both realize that...


    That | kind of spanked Kent.


    But my eyes only get wider as his narrow in rage, as he takes half a step closer to me and buries his fingers deep in my hair,


    curling into a knot at the back of my head. “Fine!” he snaps, “Fine, Fay! Open your mouth! Put it inside!”


    And | do — fast — | open my mouth and lean forward, letting Kent’s dick slide across my tongue as it did before —


    Except this time, Kent moves his hips, sliding it deeper into my mouth and back along the length of my tongue. My lips close


    instinctively around him.


    Kent lets loose a deep groan then, squeezing his eyes shut and tearing his head to the side at what | can imagine is the intensity


    of it. He pulses his hips a few times, sliding his dick back and forth between my lips, and then, with an effort, he stops.


    “Like that, Fay,” Kent grinds out from between his clenched teeth. “Back and forth. Like that.”


    And | obey, holding him steady with my hand still wrapped around him, and slowly, experimentally, | move my mouth backwards


    and forwards over his cock, my jaw set wide to amodate all of him as | take him deeper and deeper towards the back of my


    throat.


    “Oh my god,” Kent murmurs, still not opening his eyes, standing still as | experiment with the feel of him inside of my mouth,


    feeling him fill me in this new way, finding that | love — | love the way he feels against my tongue, the way he presses towards my


    throat when I take him deeper.


    “Your hand, Fay,” Kent instructs, his head tipped back now, his wordsing between thick pants. “Use your hand — press it —


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    It takes me a moment to figure out


    what he means, but then | find when |


    move my hand forwopd\and areas It


    agginstimyaips Wt works as an


    extension of my mouth, and that my


    fingers slip easily up and down his


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    Encouraged — a little excited, honestly, by how much | like how it feels — by what it’s doing to him — | begin to pick up my pace.


    Kent begins to curse fluidly now,


    muttering a stream of some of the


    filthiestnguage I’ve ever hear


    towards the oaijag as iehips again


    begin ￠d pulse, almost as if he can’t


    help it. Encouraged — honestly,


    turned on by it myself — | go even


    faster now, pumping him deeper into


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    | blink in surprise and gag a little when | feel his dick hit the back of my throat for the first time —


    But honestly, something about it —


    about the idea of gag Kgorters:


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    h 1; s me do it — it sets something


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