When he began slapping her, she almost stopped, and his words angered her beyond belief...but she didn't have much time left. Forcing herself to ignore whatever he did, she reached down and gently massaged his balls as her head moved back and forth again...keeping her cheeks tight and going all the way down each time. She didn't know where the heck she'd pulled all this out of, but desperation bred...something.<br/><br/>Her eyes were watery as she watched his face, and she groaned in distress as she moved faster and faster, wet...sloppy...warm...and enthusiastic.<br/><br/><em>Cum...please cum...please cum...I'm doing my best!</em><br/><br/>She repeated this in her head, just praying for a miracle as she twisted her head a bit and worked him even faster.