Agnia’s lips trembled with gratitude as the words left her mouth. The moment Max heard her soft, broken "Thank you, my king..." he loosened his grip in her long crimson hair just enough to let her lean forward again.

She opened wide immediately, her plump lips stretching around the swollen head of his cock as she finally took him into the wet heat of her mouth.

The first deep, vibrating "Mmmph..." rolled out of her throat the instant her tongue pressed flat against the underside of his tip, humming along every inch of his shaft. She sucked slowly and reverently, cheeks hollowing as she worked the head with long, swirling strokes of her tongue, tasting the salty precum that kept leaking steadily onto her taste buds.

Her dark eyes stayed locked upward on his face the entire time, while heavy strands of saliva already spilled from the corners of her stretched lips and dripped in glossy ropes down onto her heaving breasts. The wet, obscene schlurp... schlurp... of her mouth working him filled the small tent, each slow suck accompanied by soft, muffled "Mmmph... ahh... gluck..." sounds that she tried hard to keep quiet so the camp outside would never know what was happening inside.

Max kept his fingers buried deep in her hair, guiding her pace without ever letting her rush. He pushed her head down a little further, feeding her another inch until the head nudged against the back of her throat.

Agnia gagged softly, the sudden "Glk... nngh..." vibrating around him as her throat fluttered and squeezed, but she did not pull away. Instead, she held him there, refusing to retreat despite her eyes watering and tears slipping down her flushed cheeks, while more warm saliva poured from her mouth in messy rivers that ran down his balls and soaked the bedding beneath her knees.

She began to bob her head in long, slow movements, taking him deeper each time, her plump lips sliding wetly along his veined length while her tongue pressed and swirled underneath. Every time she pulled back she let out a shaky, breathy "Haaah... mmmph..." before sliding forward again, the wet schlick... schlick... gluck... noises growing louder and filthier as her saliva coated every inch of him.

Her heavy breasts swayed and bounced gently with each motion, nipples stiff and glistening with the mess dripping from her chin.

Max let her worship him like that for a long while, simply enjoying the tight, wet heat of her inexperienced mouth and the way she tried so hard to please him. Then he tugged her hair gently, pulling her off his cock with a wet pop. Thick strings of saliva stretched between her swollen lips and his glistening shaft before breaking and falling onto her breasts.

"Lower," he ordered quietly. "Play with my balls while you suck."

Agnia whimpered softly at the command, "Ahh... yes, my king..." and immediately lowered her head. She pressed her soft, warm lips to his heavy balls, kissing and licking them slowly, her tongue tracing every inch while she kept one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, stroking him in smooth, steady pumps.

The wet sounds of her mouth on his balls mixed with the slick schlick... schlick of her hand gliding over his saliva-coated shaft, creating a constant, filthy rhythm inside the tent.

She sucked one heavy ball into her mouth gently, humming a low "Mmmph..." around it as her tongue swirled, then moved to the other, coating them both in warm saliva until they glistened. Her pussy kept clenching and leaking the whole time, fresh warm trails of arousal running down her inner thighs and adding to the growing wet spot on the bedding.

She was completely lost in the act now, eyes half-lidded, face flushed and shiny with spit and tears, yet she never stopped looking up at him, silently begging for approval with every slow, devoted lick and suck.

Max’s breathing had grown heavier, his fingers tightening in her hair again as he guided her mouth back up to his cock. He pushed her down slowly, letting her take him deep once more until her nose pressed against his stomach and her throat squeezed tightly around him.

Agnia gagged hard, the choked "Glk... glk... nnghh..." sounds vibrating through his shaft, but she held him there as long as she could, throat fluttering and saliva pouring freely from her lips.

When he finally let her pull back, she gasped for air, coughing and drooling, thick strings of spit connecting her lips to his throbbing cock. Her voice came out hoarse and broken as she whimpered, "Please... let me keep sucking... I want to make you feel so good, my king..."

Max stared down at the completely ruined woman kneeling between his legs. He loved the way her face was covered in saliva and tears. It made that primal hunger inside him burn even hotter. He kept his grip firm in her hair, holding her just far enough that the head of his cock rested against her parted, trembling lips, waiting to see how much more she would beg before he let her continue.

Somehow her tongue worked wonders on him, even though this was the first time she had ever sucked cock. Her warm, wet mouth felt noticeably better than Rosalia’s, and Max hated to admit it. He could feel himself slowly losing control to her, his thick cock throbbing heavily between her lips as the pressure of release built up deep inside his core, threatening to overwhelm him at any moment.

A dark, primal part of him wanted to throw her onto the ground and fuck her like the desperate bitch she was, to completely ruin her and make her scream. Yet right now he couldn’t fight the intense urge to cum deep inside her throat.

Agnia was still lost in the moment, completely drunk on the heavy taste and feel of his cock filling her mouth, when suddenly both of Max’s strong hands clamped down firmly on the sides of her head. Her eyes widened instantly in shock as she felt the powerful pull. In one rough motion he drove his cock deep into her throat, forcing every thick inch past her tongue until her nose pressed firmly against his stomach and she could no longer breathe.

A choked, wet "Glk... nnghh...!" vibrated around his shaft as he used her mouth like a toy, fucking her throat with raw, beastly need. His cock burned with intense pleasure deep inside her tight, convulsing throat while he held her head in a firm grip, chasing his release with hard, demanding thrusts.