Alex pulled out of her throat with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting them, then plunged back in, face-fucking her with short, violent strokes. 'Choke on it, whore,' he growled, holding her head steady as she sputtered and coughed, her body heaving.

Wax rained down now—Alex tilted the candle over her breasts, coating the clamped nipples in hot drips. Elena's counts devolved into garbled moans around Alex's cock: 'Ten... eleven...' The pain sharpened her arousal, her pussy clenching around the dildo as Marcus ramped up the speed, stretching her wider with each plunge.