Centaurs Don’t Beg.

A slight noise escaped Kaya’s mouth in a wet exhalation around his cock and he felt her try and shake her head no.

Steve placed one hand around her throat and then quickly joined it with the other. The extra pressure wouldn’t restrict her breathing any more but the sensation of being choked changed the experience, it was no longer just a rough blowjob, but actual ****.

Steve felt Kaya shudder under his touch as he squeezed her throat, he also moaned himself as his squeezing increased the pressure around his cock.

Now that his hands were around her throat he could fuck Kaya’s mouth in long strokes and keep her breathing under control with his hands. Between his own breathes he started to taunt her more, “Your throat is incredible.” He said as his slow thrusts started to speed up. “Maybe I could let you breathe just as I cum.” His pace was picking up as Kaya’s lungs screamed, occasional wet exhalations could he heard along with a **** gagging noise. “That way you will gasp for breath and breath my cum into your lungs.”

Kaya’s eyes had started to roll back in her head and her throat was relaxing again, Steve felt she was about to black out and gave her one last chance, “Beg and I will let you breathe,” he said as he pushed in deeply again, “don’t and you will pass out.”

Just as he was about to pull back Kaya reached around and grabbed his arse, pulling him forward, her grip was weak as she was close to unconsciousness but the intent of that action was clear. Steve left himself lodged in her throat, moaning as her throat’s grip weakened, then her hands dropped from his arse and he felt he neck relax, inside and out.

Steve shifted his hands to her hair, still lost in pleasure he started to fuck her **** face and throat she breathed naturally between his thrusts occasionally gagging but Steve could get deeper than ever before. He relished the feeling of this tight young throat as he started to fuck her face forcefully. He had never continued like this after his wife blacked out, but Kaya had begged him to do his worst.

Steve’s balls bounced off her chin as he fucked her face in long strokes, her throat welcoming his invasion in her **** state. He knew that he would not last long like this but he no longer cared. He brutally fucked her face feeling his balls tingle and his knees weaken.

Just as Steve felt like he was going to cum he felt Kaya’s throat close around him and her eyes start to open. The extra tightness was all he needed as he groaned and started to pump cum into Kaya’s throat and mouth. He still held Kaya’s head in place so as she gasped for breath she had little choice but to breath in his cum, as she coughed to clear the thick fluid Steve pulled backwards, filling her mouth but having much of his cum sprays back out over his cock as she coughed and gasped for breath.

Then Steve leant back against the kitchen bench, exhausted from a strong orgasm as Kaya started to come about. “My throat hurts.” She croaked quietly, “Thank you.” She added as an after thought.

Steve smiled, "Are you done?" he asked her.