Lola LePaon - BITCH lyrics

“Get on your knees to serve me b**h” he barks pushing my shoulders down. He smacks my cheek gently a few times to awaken the flesh, gradually putting more power on impact. He stops a moment to gauge my reaction. I smile up at him, filled with excited anticipation. “That's my good girl.” I feel a prideful chill down my spine. He reaches down & grabs my throat with one hand while stroking himself. He grabs at my breasts, not a caress or for my pleasure, but to remind me that they're his to touch, grab, fondle however & whenever he sees fit. He rubs his thumb around my full parted lips before easing it inside for me to s** slowly. He tilts my chin upward gently & gingerly places a solitary kiss on my throat & says “for all the time I'm going to spend in there.” He cups my chin firmly, showing me that was the last bit of softness I could expect tonight. Perfect. “No hands either b**h. Use ‘em to hold on to me while I f** your pretty little mouth.” My heart races as he slides in, cradling the back of my head. I hold tight to his thighs. I know I'm in for a wild ride. “Wider.” He's balls deep and his crotch pressed against my nose is making it difficult to breathe but I wouldn't dream of stopping. “f**. Open your mouth with your hand. Stretch that sh**.” I try to use just the fingertips so that my efforts to create extra space are not in vain by me taking up space with my hand. Jerking off with my face is his favorite. Admittedly, it's mine too. There are fewer things more intimate. He pulls out, leaving spit strings, and my gasping for air, the only connection between us. “Are you mine b**h?” I nod obediently. “I can do anything I want to my b**h?” “Anything Sir.” “What part of you doesn't belong to me?” “None.” “That's right b**h. Get up here.” He pats the bed, but I wait for instruction as to whether I should be kneeling or lying down. “Lay down.” He rubs my p**y, opening my lips, and pushing his fingers inside. “Damn my p**y is wet.” Unable to hold out any longer he shoves his co*k inside. I gasp, and he shoves his fingers in my mouth. I can taste myself on his fingers. “Whose are you b**h?” “Yours.” “I know that. Say my name b**h.” “Jontel” “Turn around. Look at me. I want to look at your mouth saying my name. Say it.” “Jontel” “You damn right b**h. Get on your knees.” He grips my thighs & pulls me closer. Squeezed them. Hard. Where you feel sore over the next few days will remind you that I've been everywhere & that you belong to me. He pinches my thighs. I twitch but do not stop him. I want to remember he was everywhere. He rakes his nails down my back. “That's me b**h.” Grabs my arms by the biceps, firmly pressing his thumb into my tricep f**ing me so hard my breasts bounce everywhere. He slides both hands down so they meet at my wrists. Then he uses just one to hold them & uses his free hand to grab my chin to turn my head to the side. “You're mine b**h.” He lets go & grabs both breasts. Squeezes them. Pinches & flicks my nipples. Grips my waist and bites various parts of my back. I yelp initially, but bite my lip to mute the other sounds. He smacks my a** in the same place over & over & over. It stings until it's almost numb. Jontel maintains his clasp on my waist with one hand. When I feel the side of the other hand separating my cheeks I clench them reflexively. “That doesn't feel like it's mine if you tighten up on me. You gotta relax for this baby.” I do the best I can as he runs his thumb around my p**y collecting juices. “Look at me, I want to see you feel me everywhere.” He stares intensely in my eyes as he presses his thumb against my a**hole, rubbing my p**y juices around it while applying pressure. “Whose b**h are you?” “Yours.” “Who does every hole belong to?” “You Sir.” I can feel the pressure increase as he begins to slide in. His eyes bearing into my soul. “Who?” “Ooh!” I shut my eyes tightly. “Open your eyes. Look at me b**h! Who?” I can't manage to keep them open. Through fluttering eyes I moan, “You" as he slides his thumb in and takes my an*l virginity. Using the other fingers to grip the cheek he exchanges slow strokes until I'm relaxed enough for pounding my p**y to resume. He lets go of my waist to reach under & grab a handful of titty. I feel like his hands are everywhere! A thought I inadvertently didn't keep to myself. “Everywhere. Your hands are everywhere.” I moan breathlessly. He reaches up & interlocks his fingers around my neck. “Damn right b**h. Everywhere.” He rides me like a f**ing jockey. Gripping my neck like reins. Letting go every so often to smack my a** to giddy up. He grabbed a handful of my hair in the crown of my head, yanked it back so he could stare in my eyes then licked my face,”MY b**h" Then let go. He flips me over. “Look at that face. That beautiful face. Maybe I'll cum on it today.” I bite my lip and smile. He pops me softly on the face. Then harder. Again. Kisses away the sting. In his bending close to kiss my cheek, his pubic mound made contact with my throbbing cli*oris. I tilt my pelvis up for more friction. He notices and encourages me to gyrate more. “That's right. f** me b**h.” He slips his arms around my waist pressing his pelvis close to mine. Hips move in unison as my explosion builds. “I… Oh… I…” “What's happening to you b**h? Say it.” “I'm….! f**. f**. f**. I'm cumming.“ Bed soaking juices gush out. "Dammit” he looks down at my juices drenching him. He slaps my tits multiple times, grabs hold of them, squeezing them for support as he f**s me. I feel another orgasmic wave coming. “Oh!” “Cum for me b**h.” "Yes” “Say it!” “Shhhhiiiit” “Say it.” "I'm cumming for you” He squeezes my tits and the pressure is almost suffocating. He let's go & clasps both hands around my neck for better leverage. Strangely, I prefer it. My eyelids heavy, there's a surreal euphoria in asphyxiation. He squeezes hard. Thrusts harder. He snatches it out, jerks off until he shoots a load in his hand and smacks it across my face. Adding one more for good measure, “Good b**h.”