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He‘s called Mr. D for a reason – Part 7
I licked his dick, sled my tongue up and down the shaft, circling on the tip, then back down again, sucking on his balls and then taking this big cock all the way into my mouth. In and out, again and again, deeper and deeper. As I was drooling heavily from all of the gagging, I used my saliva as lube and stroked his dick, while I was sucking it. I couldn’t get enough of it! 
My Owner seemed to enjoy the show quite a lot, as he chose to reward me with his dick in my dripping wet slave cunt. I moaned out. He started pounding me from behind - hard and fast. I had trouble focusing on Mr. D‘s dick in front of me because Master‘s cock felt so fucking good. I was incredibly horny. He was taking me deeper and deeper. I could hear his grunts from behind, which turned me on even more. I laid my head down on the couch, still sucking Mr. D‘s cock. I was moaning uncontrollably now. My Owner’s firm grasp on my hips, his moves pushed my body back and forth, and therefore Mr. D‘s dick in and out of my mouth. I didn’t have to do much anymore, I was getting used as if I was just a rubber sex doll. A lifeless toy with holes to get used. I fucking loved it.
I sensed my opportunity to let go for a moment, so I did. Everything started spinning, my body felt as if it was on fire. Pussy juice running down my inner thighs, drool down my face. This was exactly how it was supposed to be. This was my purpose. 
I felt my eyes rolling back, as I was finally able to let go - completely: I came. An intense, shaking orgasm.