Yes

Her hand snapped around his wrist just too late before he could pinch her furry little ear between two fingers and begin rubbing again. Blake gasped and rolled her eyes back from the intense feeling; her legs felt like rubber. She collapsed against the console again, this time face-up. The tech enjoyed the sight of her tits jiggling to a stop from the impact. He shoved her legs apart and began again.

Blake gave a single, long, drawn-out moan as he entered and started pounding her. Weakly, she put her arms up to push, but he ignored them and put a hand on her throat. He began to **** her, turning the moans and screams into weak gasping sounds. And he continued thrusting just as fast as he had been before, now able to enjoy the sight of her breasts bouncing up and and down.

Her legs slowly kicked around, as though swimming, as he **** her. Her sounds of protest were all muffled by strangulation. He was picking up speed. Slowly, the sensation from the **** on her ears faded again and she resumed fighting in earnest. She grabbed his arm and tried to pull it away from her throat. Still, the lack of air was weakening her in turn, as she was starting to see spots.

The tech gasped and reached a fever pitch as he his pleasure built up. It was time for the big moment.