As my mouth smothers every throbbing inch of his cock, I squeeze my burning walls as tight as I can and pulse them eagerly increasing the sensitivity of my clit as his hand grazes down my spine with fingers on a journey to my freshly shaved, bald pink pussy lips. His fingers pause at my soaking slit, barricading my juices within until he parts my lips and frees the flowing juices, releasing a thick and sweet trickle that coats his wandering finger, his soft moans describe his dark thoughts as they race through his mind, his words sync with his fingers and create a rythym of ecstacy between my legs. My hips barely sway and rock into his fingers as my mouth once again takes in his shaft, now so thick that his veins are pronouced more than ever and convulses as the determination is clear, determed to get him deeper than anyone has been, determined to swallow him whole until I reach the point of choking, passing my insensitive gag reflex and forcingmy esophagus to open with his thickness. My tongue now unable to perform her desired steps in her dance as his shaft presses against all parts of my spit flooded mouth. My eyes lock with his as we both acknowledge the end of my throat with shared grunts and raspy moans of a overwhelming craving. I gag and choke purposely until tears drip from my makeup smeared eyes, mascara forming dark streaks down my face as my eyes borderline pour from choking myself. I starighten myself and push him into my throat, past my points of familiarity and past what we both thought was the end. The moan that followed was sincerity in pleasure defined. He was now mine and he was soon to realize that. My throat wanted to reject his blunt weapon of a cock, the act of swallowing was impossible as his head was now lodged deeper than ever voyaged.
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