I’m getting used for his pleasure! Rough sloppy deepthroat until I swallow

I’m sprawled out on the grimy carpet, my face turned up to the lens. He’s got me by the hair, rough as ever, his cock already slick with my spit. “Open up, slut,” he growls, and I do, like a good little bitch. He shoves it in, no warmth-up, no teasing. Just raw, brutal fucking of my mouth. I gag instantly, eyes watering, but he doesn’t care. He’s using me, and I’m letting him. His hips pistoning, he’s fucking my face, deep and hard. Saliva drips down my chin, mixing with the tears streaming from my eyes. I can feel his cock hitting the back of my throat, choking me, but I take it. I take every inch, every brutal thrust. My pussy’s soaked, aching with need, but this isn’t about me. It’s about him, and his pleasure. He grunts, his grip tightening, and I know he’s close. I brace myself, ready to swallow every drop of his hot, bitter cum. He roars, his cock pulsing as he unloads down my throat. I gulp it down, choking slightly, but I take it all. Every last drop. He pulls out, his cock glistening with my spit and his cum. I’m left gasping, my face a mess, but I’m smiling. I’ve done my job. I’ve pleased him. And now, maybe, just maybe, it’s my turn.