The knotted cock you tend to with your eager mouth rewards you with little dollops of pre-cum. The inside of your mouth and tongue soon become lathered in the spunk, feeding your senses. The smell, the heat and texture of the cock, the taste! Your mind raced rather and further. If this was a dream it was an incredible one as it felt so real. A rectangular hole above the round one opens up at this point and you feel a pair of claws on either side of your head.
The claws grip either side of your head, the sharp nails digging slightly into your flesh but more to just control the position of your head and then you feel your head being pulled back and forth slowly at first but then faster and faster until you were forced to brace yourself against the walls of the cabinet. Rocked back hard enough that the knot batters against your lips demanding entry so that your mouth can be firmly bred as if it were desperately empty womb. Though despite your ass being up against a hole it goes frustratingly unused for now and you aren’t sure why. If this was a dream couldn’t you descend into as much depravity as you wanted?
That wonderfully thick cock even begins to poke into your throat, your gags have caused a heavy build up of cock slime to coat your chin, bubbles coming out along the edges of your mouth and out of your nose. The rocket thrummed.. it was getting close and the knot was beginning to swell as well
What was the waitress saying again about the bucket? Ah well. You were getting your meal and that’s all that mattered~ Rught~?