Of course not

You can feel tears streaming down your cheek. Since you signaled for air, his cock has not moved from its position in the back of your throat.

“Shit, I’m **** on this enormous member? Is this how I die?” You think melodramatically. Your vision is blurry from the tears, and the drop in oxygen. As you begin to relax, you feel his dick dislodge itself from your throat. You perk up, ready to breathe once again. (Un)Fortunately for you, you feel the figure only pull his cock an inch from your throat.

He grips your head tightly, and RAMS the head of his cock past your tonsils. You gag violently, almost vomiting up the cum you just ate.

“Fuck that was close! Fuck, his cock is only halfway down!” You realize, your eyes now wide from shock. He doesn’t loosen his grip. He suddenly bursts into action. Instead of just long, hard singular slams into your sloppy mouth, he begins to piston his way into your throat. Every single pump of his hips forcing another interaction between your throat and his cock. Every single stroke he takes as he fucks your face, you gag a little less.