Max suddenly commanded, his voice sharp and commanding. "Don't even dare to move." The order confused her for a moment until he wrapped his hand around his thick cock and began rubbing the swollen, leaking head slowly back and forth across her parted lips.
His sour, masculine taste and potent scent drove her mind completely wild, sending fresh heat surging through her core and making her instinctively part her lips wider, desperate to swallow him whole, but Max pulled away at once and slapped her flushed cheek firmly with his heavy length.
"I said don't move, bitch," he growled, yanking her long white hair harder until she whimpered with a needy little moan that vibrated against his cock.
He moved his dick back to rub it teasingly against her saliva-slick lips once more, holding her head roughly in place by her hair. He refused to let her take him in without his permission, and the cruel denial drove her absolutely crazy.
She could not control that burning desire at all.
