“Open,” he demanded. I shook my head and he tightened his grip, making my scalp burn. “You didn’t choose, so you get both.” Reluctantly, I parted my lips, expecting him to start fucking my mouth. The first thing I became acutely aware of was something hot. For a second, I thought he was cumming again, but it kept going. The taste registered next. It was slightly salty with a bitter tone to it. I tried to dislodge from his grip, but he held on tightly. He squeezed my jaw to keep my mouth open as he continued to piss into it. I choked on it, spewing some of it back out. When he was finished, he
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