Soon, he began to fuck my mouth with a raw intensity that made my previous attempts look like child's play. He wasn't gentle anymore. He dominated my mouth with the feral desperation of a man dying of thirst, finally plunging his face into the sweetest spring.

He gripped my hair, using it to steer my head as he drove his throbbing length deep into my throat. Each thrust forced a muffled gasp from my lungs.

I gagged hard, my throat stretching to take his massive cock, but he didn't slow down. Tears welled in my eyes, blurring my vision as I looked up at him. They weren't tears of pain;...