Jennifer's moans turned feral, her fingers tangling in my hair with bruising force before she yanked my face violently between her tits, mashing them together with sadistic pleasure.
"Mmmmm—! Y-You filthy bastard—!" Her voice was a slutty growl, her breasts smothering me as she ground my face into her cleavage, her nipples hard as diamonds against my cheeks. She slapped the side of my head with her tit, hard, mocking, "Take that, pervert!"
I couldn't breathe—her scent, her heat, her fucking dominance consumed me. My cock twitched violently, precum dripping in thick, obscene ropes, soaking my stomach as I gasped for air.
Then—
She pulled back, her chest heaving, her eyes wild, hungry, but her voice was a cold, mocking command: "Don't you dare cum before me." Her fingers dug into my hair, yanking my head back, forcing me to look at her—flushed, dripping, completely undone.
I knew it.
She wasn't thinking straight anymore.
