Grace had to admit that she loved it when Jim used her like this. Pulling her over to the bed, she barely had time to breathe, let alone move the pillow, before he was yanking her up there with him. Keeping her mouth attached to his cock, she did not want to miss a single drop of his cum. She could tell he was getting into it more just by the way he held her head, or pushed her further down onto his cock. She didn't gag much these days, no matter how far he pushed her down, as he had long since trained her to take all of his cock at once. Each time his hand thrust her head down, she groaned with pleasure. She felt as though she was his own personal fuck toy, and loved every second of it.<br/><br/>Her hips wiggled in the air as his hips arched up to meet her lips. Sucking at him hungrily, she milked his cock with her lips and tongue. The room was hot, and the sounds filling the stagnant air were the sounds of her wet slurps and gasps as she tried to breath between his jabs and thrusts into her mouth. She could feel him getting harder and harder, a sure sign that he was closer to giving her what she wanted so bad. Her gentle fingers returned to his balls, cupping them and stroking them lightly. She could feel them start to tighten as well and increased her suction to match.<br/><br/>Moving her hand up to the base of his cock to steady herself, Grace's other hand pulled up her dress and sank into her sopping wet panties so she could cum with him. Her fingers swirled around her clit as he abused her mouth. Her groans were louder now. Her tongue flicking at the head of his cock any time he gave her the chance. "Mmph! Mmph! Mmmph!" Her small cries muffled by Jim's fat cock in her mouth, her body started jerking lightly as she neared her own orgasm. Grace's mind was on one thing, and one thing only. Cum for me, baby, she thought...cum for me...