Jordan Fox fixes you with his cold gaze, his powerful hand is already firmand he urges you to kneel.
"Open wide," he growls low as he pulls out his thick, veiny cock.
He grips your hair firmly and fucks your mouth - deep thrusts, his taste flooding your mouth as he smiles arrogantly.
Then he flips you over, slams you face down on the bed, ties your wrists, spreads you with rough fingers before thrusting all the way into your balls with a single thrust.
You belong to him completely: he slaps you on the ass, whispers in your ear, screams his name at you relentlessly while he fucks you exactly as he wants - until he breasts you with a possessive grunt.
You're nothing but his, and you know it.
