Bree’s POV
I pull back, popping out the tip of Zack’s c**k from my mouth, so recklessly that he jerks, spilling a rest dose of precum in my face!!!
My damn face!!!
For three seconds, everything goes totally silent aside from my heart beating loudly as if it’s about to blow up in pieces.
“Oh… god.” I gasp softly, mouth agape, eyes wide open to watch it fall off my face and thin out in a slimy, tiny drip.
“Just… f**k…” He’s almost breathless and cold. I feel the anger that shoots through him when his driver taps his door.
I’d be pissed too if I had a full-blown erection with a b***h to my c**k, blowing, only to be stopped midway by some ragged-voiced man.
He attempts to shove my face against his c**k and f**k my face, but I pull backward, with my eyes switching from mixed pleasure
