"Oh God… no Nick… no!" she screamed, trying to slip her hungrily clenching pussy back down onto his rigid cock. Just one more thrust and she knew she would have been there… but now… who knew, it might be hours before she could get to that point again! She sighed heavily and fell forward against his chest, her legs stretching straight out against his, his cock pressing up against her gently curved stomach. Her pussy was throbbing hotly and she moved a little, trying to rub her sensitized clitoris against his groin in a furtive hope of triggering the orgasm that lingered just below her exposed nerve-endings. But the older man began to push her down, rudely and without ceremony, and Rosalie let the tears that had already started, swell and run down her cheeks as she scrambled downward, understanding just what it was that Nick wanted her to do.

"That's right, honey… suck it… suck it good!"

Rosalie's ears burned with the lewd words. She hated doing this… absolutely hated the feel of his hard, heavy cock in her mouth. But she tried to muster up some enthusiasm as she found herself face to face with the large sperm-swollen testicles that were slung below Nick's rampant member. His cock was ugliness personified she thought as she took in the sight of its veiny surface right before her eyes. While she watched, Nick made it jump obscenely and Rosalie felt her stomach turn. She managed to subdue her revulsion however as the still tingling base of her belly reminded her that the sooner she did what was expected of her, the sooner she would find gratification.