his was supposed to be a facefuck-only scene with me. Strictly throat. No pussy. That was the plan.
Plans don t survive a nympho with his dick in her mouth.
The second I saw his cock, my pussy was dripping down my thighs. He pushed it between my lips thinking he d get a clean deepthroat session - but I couldn t stop squirming, grinding, whining around his dick. My cunt was aching so bad I couldn t even focus on taking it down my throat. I was too desperate. I always am.
So he did what any good director would do - threw me on the bed and gave me a raw, deep fucking just to take the edge off. No script. No cuts. Just him stretching my soaked pussy while the camera caught every messy, unplanned second of me falling apart.
This is pure BTS gold - the warmup I needed before the real throat wreckage. And trust me, I came back even hungrier for round two.
