He started fucking my face slowly at first — deep, deliberate, merciless thrusts that forced inch after thick inch of his heavy cock down my throat. The fat head pushed past my tonsils and slid into the tight tunnel of my esophagus with every controlled stroke. I gagged hard, my throat convulsing violently around the massive invasion, but Marcus didn’t stop. He held my head firmly in place with both hands, feeding me more and more until my nose was pressed flush against his pelvis and my lips were stretched obscenely wide around the thick base of his cock.

Tears streamed down my cheeks in hot rivers, mixing with the...