Open." He commanded her, and she did.
It started off slow as Jingoo drooped his neck and nested his head in between her smooth muscular thighs. On the other side, he dipped his dick into her mouth, fucking her face. Jingoo increased his pace as her alligator mouth was surprisingly big. She could naturally already take more than half of him.
Jingoo licked her like a dog lapping up fallen ice cream as he continued to hump her mouth on the other side. It was overwhelming for Yoona, as gagging noises she never knew she could make came out of her mouth. Jingoo pulled out to let her breath and he continued to lick her with great vigor.
"Can you please be more gentle?" Yoona said with a harsh voice.
The break was short lived as Jingoo plunged himself deep down her mouth once again and she was forced to take the dick down her throat. The backed up spit that pooled in her throat made a messy gargling sound every time Jingoo thrust.
Finally he pulled out, after making Yoona keep his dick in her throat so long that she sputtered most of the spit onto his dick and her own cheeks. Jingoo flipped Yoona over so that she was on her stomach.
"I want you to to grab your own feet." Jingoo said as he guided her. He was going to teach her his favorite position - the heel grab, but it would have worked a lot better if he had made her wear high heels.
After some guidance, Yoona was now flat on her stomach with her head over the ledge of the bed. Her legs curved backwards towards the direction of her face and they were locked in place by her own hands on each foot.
It was humiliating. She was voluntarily at his mercy, she knew what he was about to do, and the locking of her feet by her own hands made it even worse.
"Open." Jingoo commanded once again, as Yoona laid on the bed with her mouth opened.
Jingoo thrust into her mouth once again, fucking her face like the face of the Nation's Girl Group was just some meat hole for him to face fuck.
But of course, he didn't want this to be a bad experience for Yoona, as every few thrusts he would lean forward with his cock down her throat and give her a good harsh fingering. The fingering was doing wonders to Yoona as she struggled to keep her hands on her feet, it was tiring as she had never done this before.
"Please.." Yoona whispered, as Jingoo's hands continued to work his magic. But after hearing that, he sped up, going into and out of her with even more vigor than before.
Yoona came first. She clamped her mouth onto his cock as his fingers kept dancing in and out of her. Her position was completely broken as she laid sprawled out on the bed. Her hands were now grabbing onto any fabric of the bed that she could and her toes stretched out from the sensations beneath.
Jingoo flipped Yoona once again, so that she was on her back and her head hanging off the ledge of the bed. He thrust into her mouth again and with his arm he continued attacking the sensitive pussy of the squirming girl. He was so close, oh so close.
It only took a few more thrusts before Jingoo pulled back his hand and latched onto her breast. With both hands Jingoo started kneading and massaging her breast, as if they were a safety handle for him to hold as he came. His eyes closed, completely lost in his pleasure and only focused onto the gargling noises of the struggling. Jingoo emptied himself into the mouth of the struggling girl beneath him. Yoona had swallowed right away from how deep he was inside her throat.
After he was done Yoona started having a coughing fit, the face fucking had been too much for her abused esophagus. But what surprised Jingoo the most was right after she recovered, Yoona let out the most unlady-like burp he had heard.
A cum burp.
***
Breakfast came into the room on the same roll-in table as last time. Jingoo patted his thighs, signaling to Yoona where to sit.
Once again Yoona sat on his lap as she ate, but instead of solely focusing on her butt, he tweaked her nipples a couple times which earned him a few slaps on the shin. But it was all worth it as he was training her to be completely comfortable with his touch.