Rammed Down My Throat

Vanessa Vega can't wait. She needs it—thick, hot, sliding down, Mick Blue's cock shoved deep past her lips. She opens wide, takes the weight of him, throat tight around the stretch, eyes watering. No easing in, just that sudden thrust, the slap of his balls against her chin, spit dripping down her chin to her tits. She gags, chokes, fights for air, and still reaches up to pull him deeper. She wants it wet. She wants it mean. She wants her throat wrecked and she's getting exactly that, pulse throbbing against his length as she swallows him whole, mascara streaking, breath nothing but heat and need.