Daddy's Day/Pete/FaceFuck

Fuck it, this little runt deserves to suffer for being such an annoying little shit all these years!

You grip his neck with your hand, draw back your hips, and thrust as deep as you can into the worthless little fucktoy's mouth. A deafening wet slap rings out around the room as your balls slap up against his throat and your chest smashes into his face, shattering his nose. Pete is jolted awake by the surge of pain; he tries to let out a cry but it's muffled by your thick twelve-incher slammed far down his throat. You back up again and slam back against his face, prompting another muffled cry as he continues gagging on your massive fuckrod. With a third thrust, blood spurts out from his nose, fractured after being sledgehammered by your thrusting pelvis. Tears begin to well in the little boy's eyes as you continue slamming your shaft down his tight little throat as blood, spit, mucus, smegma, and precum begin to fill the little shit's mouth.

By about a minute and a half, his muffled screams have turned to tired, wimpered sobs, punctuating the rhythmical gags and slaps, each thrust sending drops of precum and blood flying over your 5-year-old onahole's body, painting his bedsheets. The little boy is pale, and his lips are tinged blue; if you keep thrusting like this, he's going to suffocate, but you need to blow your load somewhere...

Keep fucking that little whore's throat, who gives a fuck if he dies?
Pull out and blow your chunky load over his cute little face