I glanced around at the men on the couch. “Please, give it to me,” I pleaded, clenching around him. “Please, I need it so bad. I want you to cover my face, put it in my mouth, in my hair, all over my tits.”
The CEO stood up and walked over to me, stroking his c**k against my face. He rested a hand on the top of my head and pulled it back slightly.
“Look at me. Keep those big eyes open the entire time. Don’t close them, no matter how much c*m sprays all over this face. If you’re a little w***e, you’re going to take c*m like one.”
My p***y tightened at the sound of his words, and Daddy pulled on my hair to hold my head back.
I stuck my tongue out and nodded my head, keeping my eyes wide and trained on him the entire time.
He stared into my eyes, at my lips, then toward my bouncing t**s
