Tears fell from Janet's eyes as she gagged and choked, but she kept sucking with angry determination, tongue working against the underside of his c**k even as she fought for air.
There was something different in his eyes when he f****d her face. He was as rough and savage as ever and yet Janet felt like she was on a power trip.
Like he needed her.
For the very first time, it felt like she had him in the palm of her hand instead of the other way around.
She pulled off again with much effort, voice wrecked, throat used and f****d raw and spat at him, "You’re nothing. Just a sad, old man who has to f**k his step daughters because of some age old feud no one gives two f***s about anymore."
Vincent’s eyes flashed with real anger. He grabbed her hair with both hands and started f*****g
