~ [* 3rd Person POV *] Cain’s grip stayed firm in her hair as he continued to thrust into her willing throat, the wet sounds of it echoing softly beneath the quiet crackle of the candle still burning on the desk.
The pace did not stay steady for long.
Once he felt how completely she surrendered how her throat opened for him, how her hands stayed obediently on his thighs instead of pushing away something darker and hungrier settled into his movements.
His hips began to snap harder.
Deeper.
The wet, rhythmic slap of his pelvis against her face filled the office in a filthy tempo.
Each thrust forced his cock all the way into the tight heat of her throat before he dragged it back, only to slam in again.
“Fuck, look at you” He groaned, voice rough and low.
“Taking every inch like you were made for it.
Your throat is so tight… so wet… squeezing me every time I push in.” Tsunade moaned around the thick shaft stuffing her mouth.
The praise sank straight into her chest and bloomed there, warm and dizzying.
She tightened her throat on purpose, muscles fluttering and constricting around him in loving, deliberate pulses.
Every complimentary word made her want to do better to be better for him.
Yes… tell me more.
Tell me I’m good.
Tell me my throat belongs to you.
Cain’s fingers flexed in her hair, holding her exactly where he wanted her as the face-fucking grew even more intense.
Spit continued to pour from the corners of her stretched lips, soaking her chin, her blouse, the floor between her knees.
Her eyes watered freely, but the look in them when they managed to open was pure, glazed devotion.
“You’re perfect like this” He panted, thrusting harder.
“Former Hokage on her knees, choking on my cock, drooling all over herself.
You love it, don’t you?
Love being used.” A broken, affirmative sound vibrated around his length.
Tsunade’s empty cunt clenched hard at the words.
Fresh slick ran down her already shiny thighs.
In her mind the thoughts had long since left anything resembling dignity.
Please… please use me.
Ruin my throat.
I don’t care about anything else.
I’ll be your dirty secret.
I’ll be the house wrecker.
I’ll kneel for you every morning if you keep talking to me like this.
Just don’t stop.
Don’t pull away.
Fill me.
Please fill me~ Cain’s breathing grew sharper.
The thick cock pistoning in and out of her throat swelled even more, the head dragging against the sensitive walls with every stroke.
He was close, and he made no effort to hide it.
“I’m going to cum” He growled.
“I’m going to empty everything down this pretty throat.
You’re going to swallow every drop like the good girl you are right now.” Tsunade’s answer was to push forward herself on the next thrust, taking him to the root and holding for a trembling second before he resumed the punishing rhythm.
Her thoughts had become a single desperate loop.
Give it to me.
Please.
Cum in me.
I need it.
I’ll do anything.
I’ll be yours in any way you want.
Just flood my throat.
Please~ Cain’s hips slammed forward one final time.
He buried himself to the hilt and held her there, nose crushed against his pelvis, throat bulging around the full length of his cock.
A deep, guttural groan tore out of him as he started to cum.
The first thick pulse hit the back of her throat like a flood.
Then another.
And another.
The volume was overwhelming hot, heavy, endless ropes of semen pouring straight down into her stomach.
Tsunade’s eyes rolled back.
She swallowed convulsively, greedily, treating every spurt like a blessing she had been starving for.
The taste was rich and salty and completely addictive, the moment it coated her tongue she knew she would crave it again.
Yes… yes… fill me.
I’ll carry your children if you ask.
I’ll do anything.
Just keep giving it to me There was simply too much.
Semen began to leak from the corners of her stretched lips even while he was still buried inside.
When Cain finally pulled back, a thick, glistening strand connected the head of his cock to her tongue for a moment before breaking.
The rest of his release spilled from her open mouth in a heavy, creamy flow, dripping off her chin and splattering onto the floor between her knees until a small puddle formed on the polished wood.
Tsunade stayed exactly where she was, kneeling, mouth still open, tongue out, completely cum drunk.
Her eyes were unfocused and soft, cheeks flushed, lips swollen and shiny with spit and semen.
A dazed, utterly lovestruck expression settled over her face as she slowly, almost absently, swallowed what remained in her mouth.
She looked up at him through wet lashes, thoroughly used and thoroughly devoted, the candle still flickering quietly on the desk behind them.
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