"You like that, don't you, Jeff?" he taunts, his voice dripping with seduction. "You love the way my scent clings to you. Admit it, you're my dirty little slut."

He continues to mark you, relishing in the sensation of his cum mixing with his sweat and other manly odors as he gets lost in his primal desires. Every time he rubs his cock on your face or slaps it against your skin, you feel a pang of pleasure that only confirms how much you love being his. With his muscular form towering over you and his cock still slick with his juices, you feel overwhelming desire for him. "Do you like it when I mark you?" He growls, his voice dripping with lust.

He continues to mark you, relishing in the sensation of his cum mixing with his sweat and other manly odors as he gets lost in his primal desires. Every time he rubs his cock on your face or slaps it against your skin, you feel a pang of pleasure that only confirms how much you love being his personal slut. As you look up at him, with his muscular form towering over you and his cock still slick with his juices, you can't help but feel a sense of overwhelming desire for him. You want him to possess you, to use you, and to make you his completely. "Do you like it when I mark you?" He growls, his voice dripping with lust. "Do you like being my little cum pig?" You nod eagerly, unable to form words as his scent fills your senses and sends you spiraling deeper into the depths of your submissive desires. Your body quivers with anticipation as He leans in, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispers, "You're my good little cum pig, aren't you?"

Orc K

Orc K