She wanted to taste him so bad that she was willing to beg for it. Not in a polite way either, rather a deep and needy type of begging that was both embarrassing and honest at the same time.
Her hands were tied behind her back and she was on her knees, ready and willing to take all of him into her mouth until she choked on her desire.
But he wouldn’t give it to her. She could see it rock hard, inches away from her lips, but he just laughed and pulled her head back to see the lust in her eyes.
Beg for it my beautiful slut.
And so she did. She was overcome with arousal and wasn’t even able to touch her soaked cunt. She needed his cock inside her wet mouth and wanted to taste him so bad it felt like her heart was going to pound out of her chest. It went on for what felt like an eternity of torture.
She must have pleased him though, with her words of wanting him because he finally fucked her face with all the fury and passion of a man let loose and allowed to claim his prey.
She got to taste his strength, his dominance, his cock and finally his cum and as she now sits in a room, thinking back on that moment, she can’t help but touch herself as the taste of him is still fresh in her mind.