"Good.. " He smiled and leaned back. By now his shaft was aching and he could feel the buildup in his stomach that would soon burst free. His hips were grinding faster, the gathering of pleasure making him grind against the inside of her mouth harder, and with more urgency. He permitted himself the occasional groan, each accompanied by another notch of speed til Zoey's head was bounding up and down faster than it could ever hope to under its own steam. The only small relief was that as he focussed on acting quickly and using her lips to rub his cock, her throat felt itself less and less deeply impaled. It was scant relief for the constant pressure on her lips, and it didn't lessen the lewd, wet noises at all.<br/><br/>All of this was going one way and one way only. The more he took from her the closer he got, and the closer he got the more he demanded from her. By the time his orgasm hit, her head was rocking at such speed that it was utterly disorienting and she couldn't possible have time to prepare. The first pulse of cum was a surprise, as was the way that - after a momentary, unintentional pause - he kept her mouth moving around him. Her mouth was continuously fucked, even as his cum erupted up to fill it and spill out around the loose seal of her lips. The mess - that which she didn't manage to gulp back - fell onto his lap, thinned by her saliva but still decidedly globular.<br/><br/>Eventually his cock ran out of steam, and lessened slightly in her mouth. His hand slowed then stopped and released her hair, and he leant back, looking utterly relaxed with a drink in one hand and a clump of hair gripped loosely in the other. Only then did he continue speaking to her, and even so he kept her nuzzled toward the mess in her lap. He half hoped she'd clean it without being ordered, but he wasn't about to fixate on it if he had to ask her.<br/><br/>With her mouth free, if not entirely done with, he could speak down to her again. "Tomorrow we'll show your 'Daddy' the real you... Show him that he was tricked and that you are a loyal, obedient slave. But for tonight I think you've earned a treat or two, haven't you, sweet thing?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>