Married Life, Chapter 3
Married Life, Chapter 5
"Shh, shh Misa, You're doing aboslutely fine."
Tears had welled up in her eyes as she struggled to breathe, heh, I suppose having my cock obstructing her windpipe didn't help much. The blonde wench was on her knees at my feet, her thighs still damp from the escapades of earlier, and it was time to return the favor.
I couldn't help but smirk as I watched her head bob up and down, trying to maintain a balance between performing well and not choking on my girth. The hand at the back of her head, gripping the silky hair down to the scalp was an ever present reminder of what would happen if she slipped up.
Mm, there was little I enjoyed more during these tedious nights than having Misa in the most submissive stance possible, doing all the work while I was able to tilt my head back and relax. Suprisingly, she wasn't all too bad.
Despite the fact I was limiting her range of motion, she certainly made due, using her teeth carefully against my shaft as she came upward, then pausing her swirl and flick her tongue against my head. Even more impressive, she kept me guessing on her pattern, as she changed it up soon as she felt me begin to ease my grip on her hair.
Glancing down I was subjected to the treat of watching her perky bosom brush my thighs, slick with perspiration and drops of saliva, her nipples erect and swollen from the teasing I gave them before forcing Misa to her knees. It was all a perfect sight.
Her small face, pink from the effort of not suffocating, the arch of her back as it dipped inward, and the swell of that shapely bum, now free of any lingerie obstructing my view. Oh yes, just...perfect.
"Misa, be a good girl and swallow the mess you've made."
"Mm..? Mm!!"
Her hesitation and confusion at my words were quickly cleared up as I came a load in her mouth, making sure to catch her off guard so I could watch it fill her cheeks and force her to pull away, coughing and hacking from being overfilled.
"Bad girl Misa. I told you to swallow." I'm sure it will be much, much harder to breathe with my hands around her little neck.