Training a Porno Slut to Fuck Better, Day Two

He wants the sticks stacked three feet high and steady. She finally gets the tower to hold. Reward comes quick—he lets her rub her clit and talk through the filthy dreams she had last night. Marshal steps in next, Drill and Ceremony turned into a sweat-soaked drill of positions and posture. Every command lands sharp. Then comes the blowjob lesson: long, rolling strokes that loop back on themselves, tongue lifting the head just enough to flick the tight band of skin underneath. When the real fucking starts he takes his time, stretching her open while she keeps that rhythm in her mouth and her ass. Homework waits on the table—math, a five-minute solo for the camera, and the name of that same sensitive strip of skin she just learned to tease.