"Keep going. More. More." He persuaded her as she gagged and gagged, but Lorenzo didn't care. "Deeper, c'mon cara mia." She gagged once more as tears fell from her brown eyes. Mascara running down her face, drool running down down her chin, and he kept going. "Just like that. C'mon, keep it up. Good job baby, keep going." She closed her eyes, trying not to mind the uncomfortable mess of her mouth being open this wide. "Look at me. C'mon." He tapped her cheek, (like a soft slap) and she looked up with ruined eyes and tear glazed lashes. "Look at her... beautiful slutty girl. Say thank you." Her eyes rolled back as she tried. "Thank you." Is what she said, but you could only really make out choked and muffled sobs and gags. Lorenzo pulled her head off, and she started coughing intensely. He rubbed her back before speaking in a hushed tone once more, "That was just a test, allarga le gambe." She swallowed the spit in her mouth before doing as told. He came over to her, smiling. "Atta girl." (RWARF RWARF) He started slow. Slow and passionate. Then the temp quickened, and quickened, and quickened. Soon, the headboard of the bed was slamming against the wall from the amount of force he was using. "You like that, don't you? Dirty fucking slut. That's what you are. A fucking slut." She looked up at him but quickly lost her composure, overwhelmed by him pounding into her and his hands doing... things♡. "Say thank you. Say fucking thank you." He grabbed her by the throat, using a good bit of pressure. "God.. oh God, t-thank you!" Her voice was loud, near a scream even. He grabbed her face and came close, going harder. "Listen, if God existed, do you think he could fuck you as good as I can? Hm?" She shook her head no, "Words, slut." She moaned, but did end up answering. "N-No!!" "That's what I fucking thought. We're not even close to done."
