Canadian Guy

I choke on every thrust and quickly try to regain my composure each time he pulls out. I’m fighting for air through my tears.

Composure is overrated. At least, that’s what he thinks.

The vibrator is on my pussy now and composure is a lost cause. He presses his cock into my throat, holding my head in place as I squirm and thrash under him. I look up at him with eye pleading for air and he pulls his cock out.

And pulls the vibrator away. No no no, that’s not what I wanted!!!

He thrusts into my throat, and I feel the the vibe again.

Too soon after, I need air. He lets me breathe, hovering the vibrator just out of reach of my aching pussy.

I understand now. No pleasure for him… no pleasure for me.

I throw myself back on his cock, determined to keep him in my throat. Squealing as the vibrator presses against me once more.