Kate likes it when I struggle. I like it when I struggle too.
I purse my lips slightly and rock my head back. Two strong hands wrap themselves around my head and Kate’s voice, dominant and imposing fills the air.
“Come. Here.”
One hand on the back of my head now, the other guiding her strap on into my mouth. I allow it to penetrate my lips and the smooth rubber exterior opens my jaw as it enters my mouth.
“Good. That’s better.”
She starts moving her hips forwards and backwards, and I feel it running along my tongue and getting deeper inside my mouth.
“Good boy. There you go. Much better.”
Deeper into my mouth now. Hitting the back of my throat. The first thrust doesn’t make me gag, but the second one does. And the third. Kate is not stopping.
“I’m going to give that throat a good fucking. It’s my throat.”
The effect on me is significant. My cock is streaming precum down my leg. Her cock is penetrating my throat again and again, thrusting relentlessly. I am trying to relax, just like she trained me, but I gag hard. My body convulses as I wretch desperately. But I keep it together.