#169298 - ” I told him and placed a hand on his shoulder, “just sit and have a few drinks with me, you never know I could be the best drinking partner you’ve ever met. I tap him on the leg to try and get him to let me back off to breath but instead he starts to gently fuck my throat each thrust pushing his cock further into my throat after a moment of this I start to panic and feebly try to fight him off so I can at least take a breath. I remember the feel of his cock slamming into the back of my throat making me gag and choke but also making me want more, how his cock had stretched my ass to point of agonising pain and orgasmic pleasure, how he had filled my ass with his cum, how he had made me beg him to fuck me with that huge cock that I could still see when I closed my eyes and how he had called me a whore then suddenly a realisation hit me, he hadn’t called me a whore but he had called me his whore and that realisation pushed me over the edge and the orgasm hit me hard.