"That's it," he whispered, his own voice strained. "Since you want this then…Take it all... You were born for this. To choke on a real man's dick."
His words spurred her on as she began to move, establishing a brutal, wet rhythm as she tried to swallow it as much as possible.
Ethan gasped at the bizarre sight as this is the first time he saw someone taking him to such an extent.
Her throat muscles squeezed his cock giving a warm sensation sending tingles one after another.
She'd pull back until just the head remained emitting a pop-squelching sound from her bruised lips, then slam herself back down, taking him to the hilt with a wet, slapping noise as his balls hit her chin.
Schlllp-GLRK-SLAP.
Schlllp-GLRK-SLAP.
The symphony of her dedication was disgusting and beautiful. Drool and spit poured from the stretched corners of her mouth, coating his balls, his thighs and dripping onto the carpet in a growing, glistening puddle.
