Reaching down, I grab the gun and twist his hand until he releases it. I turn it around and run it across his chest and to his mouth. “Suck,” I demand with a grin. He laughs, stilling as he wraps his lips around the barrel and licks it clean of my wetness. I pull the trigger and he groans, his eyes fluttering shut as he jerks in my pussy. He grabs the gun and hoists it to his forehead and presses into the muzzle. “Do it, shoot me,” he breathes as he fucks me. I pull the trigger, again and again, and he groans loudly, his face slack in bliss.
