Tessa's face was flushed deep red, eyes watery, mascara running in dark streaks toward her temples. She was panting hard, but the smirk was still there.
"That all you got, softie?" she managed between breaths, then coughed once. "Liiiiimp diiiiick."
"Oh, you done it now."
I slid back into her mouth without warning and leaned forward again, burying my face between her thighs. I licked her harder this time, long, greedy strokes that ended with firm suction on her clit, while I resumed fucking her throat in deep, steady thrusts. The wet, choking sounds she made every time I bottomed out only made me go harder. Spit poured freely now, soaking her hair and dripping onto the floor in thick strands. Her throat fluttered and clenched around me every time she gagged.
