She told him to stay away.
Mark showed up on her doorstep the next day.
They both sat on the couch. Anna had a huge plastic cup of water. Her breathing was labored but seemed to be settling. She was completely naked and sore. Strands of her dark hair stuck to her face and breasts. The fucking was great.
Mark looked much the same. He was drained.
“I’m going to take a shower,” Anna stood slowly.
“Aren’t you supposed to ask first?” Mark asked.
Anna shook her ass and snickered, “Not me. I’m a very good girl. Don’t you remember?”
Mark reached up and snatched her back to him by the wrist. Anna’s glass of water hit the floor and spilled. She fell to the floor at his feet. He reached down for a tortured nipple and fingered it.
“The last time I called you a ‘good girl,’ I was balls deep in that soft cunt of yours. You were begging, remember?”
She gasped a little. He tightened his grip on her nipple and put his mouth to her ear. “Beg.”
She cried out, but couldn’t pull away from him. Mark grinned.
Anna flashed him a look of defiance. He stood and growled, “ Beg, you fucking brat. Beg to suck my cock.”
Anna’s eyes flashed up and met his with determination. He could gag her mouth. She loved to wrap her lips around anything. But her eyes always gave away her feelings. That’s where she kept her fight. He pulled her hair back tight. He slid the tip of his cock across her lips. Instinctively, she licked them and opened her mouth, pushing forward. Mark yanked her hair back, even as he continued to swell in his hand.
“Beg, you brat. Beg.”
Anna whined and opened her mouth, sticking out her tongue. She looked up at him, feeling a little defeated, for having to give in. Her pussy was wet again, and he was so close. Her eyes flashed him a pleading glance. In an instant, she blurted out her words.
“Please, Sir! Please let me suck your cock! Unh.. Please!” As soon as she finished speaking, Anna opened her mouth wide in hopes that Mark would take pity on her.
He did. He slammed his cock inside her mouth so hard he could have unhinged her jaw. He face-fucked, forcing her open all the way down her throat. He reached down and twisted her nipples. Anna’s mouth was warm. Her lips were big and soft. She loved the taste of Mark’s cock. She looked up and her eyes delivered a message of thanks. She was very happy where she was, on her knees, sucking his cock.
Mark kept his hands in Anna’s hair and groaned, “Now that’s a good girl…”