You Want It? Say So. (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She looked up at him, like she was drunk and enthralled and willing to do anything he wanted. He could probably force her to do whatever and she'd be cool with it.
 
He shuddered a bit and began forcing her down slowly, stuffing her face with his massive cock, just loving watching her expression.
 
Her face burned as bright as her hair, her moans completely muffled by his cock and drool coating every inch heavily.
 
She looked captivated, eyes holding adoration and affection, before she nodded gently that it was fine.
 
He forced her down to the base and panted hard, glaring down at her with piercing golden eyes. "W-Wasn't so 'ard now, was it?" He growled out.
 
She melted, he was so hot with a thicker accent. She shook her head gently, looking up at him like he was a God.
 
He snarled and pulled her back to the tip and moved her down again and again, suddenly starting to throat fuck her.
 
Oh, fuck, this was so hot. Everything about him was just perfect. He was using her without being instructed to. She couldn't wait for him to rail her into nothing.
 
He kept using her, moving faster and faster. His cock began to throb and pulse, was he getting close?
 
Oh, poor guy. Was she his first? No, she couldn't be. He was incredibly attractive, he had to have fucked before. Had it been a while?
 
She was way more excited than she needed to be. She needed as much information as she could get on him.
 
He forced her down to the base and belted out a brutish, feral roar as he suddenly pumped a hot, sweet, sticky, and positively massive load down her throat.
 
She tried to swallow it all but it was hard, there was a lot. Two and a half ounces, and that was a rough estimate. But she didn't mind it at all.
 
She stood, shakily, and moved against her desk. She hooked her leg over the desk to give him more room to work. She scribbled some little categories in her notes and grabbed her stop watch.
 
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