Valentina lunged forward again—teeth bared, eyes completely unhinged, like a wild animal deprived of its kill—but Phei's fist in her hair held her back just enough to tease, the throbbing head of his cock bobbing inches from her drooling mouth.
"Please—fuck my face—" she begged, voice shattered and hoarse, spit flying from her swollen lips. "Ram it down my throat—make me gag until I can't breathe—use me like your filthy cocksleeve—"
Phei's control snapped.
He yanked her forward hard—slamming the bloated crown past her lips in one brutal thrust, stretching her mouth wide until her cheeks bulged and her jaw locked. She gagged instantly—wet, choking retch echoing loud in the empty gym, spit exploding from the corners of her mouth in foamy bursts that splattered her tits and the mats below.
He didn't stop.
Gripping her hair with both hands now, he fucked her face relentlessly—hips snapping forward in short, savage pumps, driving his cock deeper into her throat with every stroke.
