At Marco's Residence.
Marco sat on the sofa, a blonde-haired woman kneeling with her head between his legs, giving him pleasure. He enjoyed the act so much that his head looked up with his eyes closed as her warm mouth and tongue sucked and licked his swollen, stiff shaft.
"Go deeper! It's called deep throat for a reason! Suck it harder and faster, you whore!" he demanded condescendingly.
The woman swallowed his shaft wholly and started moving back and forth rhythmically, making him groan in pleasure as he felt her wet mouth and tongue tighten around his shaft.
However, before he could reach his peak, a noise from the door suddenly distracted him.
The woman stopped, but with her mouth still swallowing his shaft. Marco's eyes slowly opened. "Don't you dare fucking stop, whore! Suck it again!" he ordered the woman. But his eyes sent an angry, dark gaze toward the wide-open door.
