SANCHEZ’s POV

My mouth fell open as my wail filled the air. He took the fucking opportunity to push his goddamn cock into my mouth. First, the smell blocked my nostrils, preventing me from breathing. Secondly, his hands grabbed my head in place.

He straightened his back and tilted his waist as more of his cock entered my mouth. Till it was halfway in. The back of my throat burned.

“You won’t still suck it?” He asked, his tone cold.

I didn’t reply.

“I don’t need your response. You may not want my smelling cock but your greedy body wants it.”

Before I comprehended what he said, he flipped us...