Johnny had moments of having to close his eyes from the pleasure, his thick thighs tensing up when he felt Sammie's little tongue move in the small ways it could. He loved knowing how utterly he'd filled her little throat, and the way he heard her desperately trying to moan as Clarissa teased her little thing. Johnny looked forward to forcing Sammie to stare at that comparison later.<br/><br/>But any thoughts of that, or considerations of Sammie's cock, were pushed aside by the way the hungry little slut began to hum against him. The vibration ran through the sensitive tip as that wet mouth cushioned the sensation so perfectly. "Fuck..." He murmured, voice still deep but gentle and approving. His fists clenched slightly as he felt his body tense. The cock buried in Sammie's throat throbbed with the pleasure. "Good girl." He praised.<br/><br/>When Clarissa made the choice he nodded, smirking. He liked that it was Clarissa that chose to hold off on letting Sammie cum. "I bet a slut like her only cums properly when her ass is played with anyway." He taunted, deliberately teasing but genuinely wondering how well Sammie would react to that. He intended to find out. "And I bet a slut like her sometimes wishes she had a real cock to flood other slut's holes with." Johnny's smirk widened. "But then deep down she knows she's best at being the one being filled by the cock of a man like me." As if to illustrate his point his cock throbbed, Johnny ending his sentence with a loud moan.<br/><br/>"Come on. This load of hot, thick cum's almost spilling into your throat. Look up at me." He demanded, not using his eyes but expecting Sammie to show enthusiastic obedience no matter how much he bullied his old victim again. "I want to see the hunger in your eyes before you get to taste it."