Then Jerry reached down and grabbed his cock and locked her head into place with his hand. He was far stronger than she was and she could not fight him. The first long string of cum hit her in the open mouth as she was starting to curse him. She gagged and snapped her mouth shut as the next wad hit her in the right eye. Jerry was laughing as he said, “Fuck yeah you bitch. Take my load in your face. You are such a fucking slut, where do you get off telling me what the fuck I can do with a bitch like you.”
He released her head as he finished his orgasm and Wendy sat back sputtering her face coved with his sticky jizz, “You fucking bastard why on earth would you think you could do that.”
Jerry just laughed and snatched up the card from the chair as he said, “Fuck there is more to come bitch. Now you want the card you can give me the fuck we were talking about. Come on over here and mount up. My cock is still rock hard and I need some pussy.”
Wendy stood up and back toward the door. “I am warning you asshole. Give me the card or you are going to regret this.”
Jerry stood up and moved toward here, “Come on you slut. Come and get the fuck we know you both want.”
At that instant Wendy flicked her foot forward and delivered a perfect snap kick to his ball sack. Jerry let out a moan and the air went out of him like a balloon and he collapsed to the floor in a fetal position clutching his crushed nuts. Wendy stepped forward to pickup the card he suddenly did not care about and delivered two more hard kicks to his face smashing his nose and mashing his lips to a bloody pulp.
Wendy could take care of herself. Any man that tried to fuck with her found that out quick. She had beaten the shit out a many a man that had tried to take advantage of her and this pile of shit was far from the best of them. “You should have been happy with your hand job you fuck head,” she said to him as she left.
She went to the ladies washroom and washed the cum off of her face. Once she could see again she looked at the card and saw the guy’s name, Rob Chase. Rob she said to herself. That sounds like a nice name. Her tingly pussy grew wetter as she thought about his big cock and how she might get him to give her a ride on it. Jerry was right she was a slut and a cock hound, but it was with whom she chose and not by anyone forcing her into something she did not want. |