THE DREAM SEX(3)

CHAPTER 3  My stomach heaved, and I could feel my breakfast trying to come up, but it couldn’t get past his cock, and so I swallowed it back down. I was losing consciousness when he finally pulled out and I coughed up what seemed like buckets of throat slime before finally catching a breath.  He stood in front of me and used the throat slime as lube as he stroked his cock. He walked around behind me and stuck his cock into my ass. It was on fire again, but I’d become slightly more accustomed to having my back passage used. The constant use had made it raw, but it was well lubed up from the residual butter and throat slime that coated his cock. He didn’t pound me like an animal, it was almost a lazy fuck—like he was bored and just wanted something warm and wet to cover him. He might not have been close to cumming, but I was riding an edge. It didn’t make any sense to me, but at that point, the only things I wanted was for him to pound my ass and to beat me. I wanted to be used so that I