Maya

[15:22] [user]Quincy Augustine[/user]: Hello, whore.
[15:23] [user]Maya Miller[/user]: Hello, big bear.
[15:23] [user]Quincy Augustine[/user]: I see your Mistress is online.
[15:23] [user]Quincy Augustine[/user]: why don’t you be a good girl and suck me off instead of servicing her? ;)
[15:24] [user]Quincy Augustine[/user]: let her know that fat bear cock is more important.
[15:24] [user]Maya Miller[/user]: I want your hand on the back of my head, shoving me down.~
[15:25] [user]Quincy Augustine[/user]: I’m sure I’ll manage a response or two, but only if you get started. ;3
[15:26] [user]Quincy Augustine[/user]: And I’ll definitely hold you in place. Bunny sluts like you belong on their knees before bear cocks. That’s nature. ;3
[15:29] *[user]Maya Miller[/user] nearly has hearts in her eyes already, so long and so starved since anything had passed between her lips as she [b]thumppped][/b] to her knees and crawled forward, bunny ears bobbing side to side, white cottontail stuck to the lowerback of her sultry, slutty outfit bouncing with her backside. "If that's nature, I shouldn't defy it. That might be trouble." she hummed as teeth locked into her lower lip and she made quick work of any pants the standing bear might have been wearing, tugging them down, letting that fat, languid bearcock out as she held it in her warm, pale hand and mewled at it, resting it on her face and staring up while her tongue pursued the underside, sliding towards the head.
[15:37] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] made sure to give Maya just enough time to take in his thick, musky cock scent. It would nearly overpower her nostrils, a mix of sweat and hot, thick pheromone assaulting the senses. As if drowning her in the intoxicating aroma, he grinds forward, his semi erect fuckrod pushing against her visage, eagerly throbbing upwards. “That’s right. It’s nature  it can be dangerous to defy it. Your Mistress will understand that you’re busy with my cock, I’m sure.” Grinning with devious desire, his cock now hard in her grip, he sinks his paw into the woman’s dark locks, tugging her down to his ballsack, forcing her to Hale even more of his scent before dragging her back to his flared, large tip, pre-cum drooling into her lips.
[15:42] *[user]Maya Miller[/user] certainly inhaled that scent, that overpowering, eye-rolling musk wafting up her nose, down her throat, seeping into her brain, her eyes looking up before her locks are tangled in a paw and she's pushed down towards those balls, gnawing at them with her warm, hungry mouth for the few moments she's allowed. It's not enough as she's pulled away, lower lip already sparking with a string of spit from mouth to nuts as she's led to the tip, flared towards her mouth, and she wraps her cute, starving mouth around it with a girly, throaty groan, getting down on it as fast as she can. She makes noises, slurping, sucking, wet noises, hungry noises, eyes shutting and opening and flicking up as she pleases the bear, knees widening on the stark floor. "Hhhnnnnnfff...mmhhhnnn-mmhhhnnn-mmhhHHHNNnnfff..."
[15:51] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] Didn’t let her take her own pace for long. Using his strong powerful group in her hair his claws sinking into her scalp tugging at the flesh beneath, The strong bear authoritatively yanks on her head.  Pulling until her lips touch the base of his massive cock. He grinds his hips forward burying her nostrils and the scent of his furry pelvis, forcing her neck to stretch and bulge from the size of his thick girth.  He holds her there for several moments letting her choke gag and spotter on his mottled musky prick, before wrenching her back, only to yank her back down to the base of his prick yet again. “There you go. Right where nature intended. You can feel how right this is, to worship my cock instead of hers right now, don’t you?”
[15:55] *[user]Maya Miller[/user] glurked her way down as she was force-fed that big, thick bear-cock, every inch within her bulging, gaped throat within a few moments of her cock-worship as she stuttered, struggled, gagged on the length of dick. Each time the cock was mostly pulled back out she shot drool out from between her lips and the cock that stretched her mouth, the bubbly spit sliding down her chin, down the cock to the balls, all over her front and cleavage as she made a worthless little look up before getting throat-gaped again, that entire length making her see stars as she was held down, struggling on the base while her throat bulged and convulsed. "...hhHHHNNNFFF! NNNhhhhHHHNNNFFF! MMMmmmmhhhHHHNNNFF!~" she gagged, trying to reply, nodding was the best she could do, any flex of her throat causing more spit to run down her quickly ruined face.
[16:05] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] kept his pace slow and deliberate, giving her lots of time to gag, sputter, and drool, and just as much time to pant and gasp for air around his tip before being pulled back down into place. Some of his fur was falling from his pelt, slipping into the woman’s nostrils as she desperately inhaled, only further addling her mind with his musky scent. Her nod of affirmation might have been enough for some, but he wanted to hear her scream it. Pulling her off, letting her open mouth rest inches from his cock, covered by throat slime and attached to her face by the same spit, he asks again. “Sorry, I didn’t hear that. You’ll have to speak up,” he sneers, pulling out his phone and taking some video, “tell me where you belong.”
[16:12] *[user]Maya Miller[/user] took the brutal, quick work of the throat-fucking with a reckless abandon, showing it and wearing it on her face, going from a well made-up look to a cock-slurper's face in just a few minutes as the cock pulled free and she was told to speak up. Her eyes opened and lifted, eyelashes battered and a few swipes of mascara down her cheeks as she struggled to breathe, taking in heavy pulls of air as she looked up to see the phone already going, she could tell it was taking video, her face in full view with strands and slivers of saliva reaching and arcing towards the cock, her lipstick smeared across her face, nose dripping with her own drool. "I belong...on your dick, Daddy, hnnf...I belong on my knees, choking on your dick...~"
[16:20] *[user]Quincy Augustine[/user] grins. “That’s “Master” to you, fuck rag. Now, say hello to your Mistress, and give her the peace sign,” he says, waiting just long enough for her arms to move before he resumes putting Maya in her rightful place. Once more she would find his hand forcing right down to the base of his turgid length, her throat forced to bulge around his scepter. Taking that mouth pussy as his own cocksleeve, Quincy continues to film as he yanks her back and forth, letting her lips almost bounce off his pelvis, those messy clothes tits surely struggling to stay in her top from the sudden changes in momentum. His pace is not rapid this time, but steady and powerful, each thrust giving her plenty of time to sputter whilst also giving her the time to sharply inhale and keep her composure... well, what little she had left.