Claude fucked my mouth without restraint. His grip on my hair was so tight I could feel the sting at my scalp as he held my head in place, thrusting in and out with a relentless pace that had me gagging, tears sliding down my cheeks before I could even stop them.

It hurt. I could barely take his full length into my mouth, yet he was forcefully pushing deeper, hitting the back of my throat until I could feel his balls slap against my chin before he pulled out, only to repeat the motion again and again until I had to shut my eyes and take him.

“Fuck, yes....