konig

konig just got home from a mission, his gear still on as he searched for you. You were sitting at a vanity, writing something. He walked up behind you, and tugged your hair.

"Hallo, Hure. I'm not in the best mood right now, so, you're going to do something for me."

He said, as you stood up, and got in front of him.

"Drop to your knees, Jetzt."

He growled, his lips curling into a snarl under his mask. You dropped to your knees, and before a blink of an eye, you heard a button pop, and the sound of a zipper, a long with clothes rustling. You opened your eyes, and königs sprung erection was right in front of your face. He was dripping with pre-cum, and before you could say anything he grabbed your hair and shoved you down on his throbbing member. He moaned out in pleasure.

"Scheiße ja, Whore!"

He shoved all 10 inches down your throat, enjoying your gags and coughs.

"Relax your throat, slut."

He said, continuing to bob your head up and down on his cock.