Hix became furious.  He had commanded Jen to simply kiss his dick.  Instead, she deep-throated him.  He gathered her silky brown curls in a tight fist and was close to pulling her off.  He was in control.  She had to listen to him.  But... Hix had to admit that she was very skilled at sucking dick.<em>Very skilled.</em>He had fucked hundreds of women, and even a few men, and no one could really compare to her.  He couldn't help but sigh deeply as Jen's head bobbed up and down, guided by his erection, and feel disarmed.  Pleased.  Satisfied.<br/><br/>His grip on her hair loosened, and he massaged her scalp almost tenderly as he helped himself to her mouth by bucking against her face each and every time she drew near.<br/><br/>"You are such a good cocksucker," Hix said, somewhat bitterly, biting his bottom lip as he stared down at her.  Gradually, Hix altered their respective positions.  He began by forcing her to lean backwards, until the back of her head rested on the sleeping slab.  Then, he planted one foot on each side of her head, and, squatting over her face, he jackhammered his cock down into her throat.  In the spirit of depriving her of her breath each time he plunged himself down her goddamned trachea, he held her nose between his fingers.<br/><br/>"Just like that," the admiral said as he jerked himself off.<br/><br/>Hix allowed Jen to breathe finally and smeared his massive shaft and his large testicles all over her beautiful face, marking her with his scent like some animal.<br/><br/>"Do you like my cock, whore?" Hix asked, jerking her head violently.