Tina Shoemaker: Frat Whore
Tina wasn’t sure when she passed out, but when she regained consciousness it was on her knees in the middle of having her mouth plugged airtight by a thick, throbbing cock. She felt like a bystander to her own relentless skullfucking while she came to, with whoever was using her mouth as their own personal masturbatory aid content to continue ramming his hips into her face, bucking and rutting away. He was fucking Tina’s throat raw, and didn’t seem to care whether or not she was conscious or could breathe while he did it. He twisted his hand over in her hair, redoubling the fistful of curly brunette locks he was using to keep his toy in place. She could feel a few strands of her hair fray and pop while he bared down on …