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half-smile was going to be the death of me. I moved around the desk and kneeled in front of him. I took his dick in one hand and began stroking it slowly, up and down. Cash leaned his head back and closed his eyes.
     
    The feeling of Cash’s huge dick in my hand turned me on more than I had ever thought possible; I felt my pussy getting wet as I stroked it from top to bottom, then tentatively licked it from the base to the head. Once I started, it was like I couldn’t stop. I licked it again, and then again, and then again, like a popsicle; it tasted dirty, but I liked it. I liked the sight of this big, rough man’s throbbing cock in my tiny hand. The fourth time I lingered near the head and licked around it in a circle, then sucked the head into my mouth.
     
    I heard Cash groan, and the sound made me even wetter. I licked and sucked on just the head while stroking his cock over and over again; then, I felt Cash’s hand on the back of my head, pushing down. I panicked for a minute; there was simply no way I could fit this huge dick inside my mouth! I slid a bit more of his cock into my mouth, then bobbed back up. Cash increased the pressure on the back of my head and I slid further down his dick; I was still jacking him off with one hand, and now my saliva was flowing freely and I used my hand to lubricate the rest of his cock.
     
    I tried to come back up for air but the hand on the back of my head was just too strong, and I felt even more of Cash’s dick slide into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged and struggled against his grip; he released the pressure for a moment and I came up for air, but as soon as I had taken one breath his hand was there again, pushing my head back down on his cock.
     
    This time when it hit my throat I didn’t gag, and I was getting better at breathing through my nose. I bobbed my head slowly up and down on his cock, licking the underside each time. Each time, I took a little more in until I was taking a little over half his monster dick in my little mouth. Cash grunted and grabbed my head with both hands, holding my head in place.
     
    “You’re a good little cocksucker, aren’t you, teacup, oh fuck yeah,” he groaned. He began thrusting up into my throat, driving his hard, throbbing cock into my throat. I was having trouble keeping up, but the feeling of being mouth-fucked by this huge, strong biker was driving me absolutely crazy. With my one free hand, I undid the button on my denim skirt and plunged my hand into my panties. Finding my clit, I started rubbing myself as I gagged on Cash’s huge cock.
     
    “You like this, slut? You like sucking my cock? You gonna rub your little pussy while you swallow my dick?” Cash growled down at me, making me even hornier. Cash was thrusting harder and harder each time, and pressing down on my head. Suddenly, he stood up, nearly throwing me onto my back; from the new angle, more of his cock could slide down my throat and soon nearly the whole thing was being pumped into my mouth.
     
    I felt my eyes watering but tried to control my breathing. I looked up at Cash; he was looking down at me, both his hands still attached to the side of my head as he thrust into my mouth. I was rubbing my clit furiously, relishing the taste and feel of Cash’s dick in my throat. Then, I noticed that he was pumping faster and faster, and jerking my head back and forth on his cock, fucking my mouth vigorously.
     
    I took my hand away from the base of his cock and grabbed his balls, massaging them in my hand; Cash thrust into me so hard I thought my nose was going to break, and then I felt a warm, gushing liquid fill my throat as he released his load into me. I swallowed desperately, afraid of choking on the amount of cum he was pumping into me, and the contractions of my throat milked his cock, causing him to moan.
     
    The sound was like heaven to me, and my fingers on my clit were flying desperately; I wanted so badly to finally find release.