The Tongue Master's boots echo through the room as he asserts his dominance, his masked beauty on her knees, ready to serve. He grabs her head, roughly pushing his cock past her lips, fucking her mouth with brutal force. She gags, tears streaming down her face, but he doesn't relent. His boots grind into her back, pinning her in place as he uses her throat mercilessly. The room fills with the sound of wet, sloppy sucking, her spit and his precum mixing, creating a slippery mess. He pulls out, leaving her gasping, before shoving his cock back in, over and over, until she's a quivering, drooling mess, desperate for his hot load.