You manage to deepthroat him

David's muscular hand on the back of your head allowed his length to puncture past the resistance of your throat before your gag reflex could win over your stomach. He slid in nicely as your spasming throat began to massage his length. You felt a slight tinge of pride as David groaned in ecstasy. Straining your neck, you worked your throat further down him until your nose was against his belt buckle and you could feel the rubber skin of his ball sack on your chin.

David held your head steady as he thrusted further into you, your throat making a quacking sound as he fucked your throat.

"Fuck yes, fuck yes," he groaned with each thrust, "Stick your tongue out and lick my balls."

You did as your were told. With your tongue out, he had wider access to your throat, and his thrusting **** your tongue to lap at him. His balls tasted warm and salty. Trying to finally take a breath, you realized David's cock was blocking your airways now. You imagined what it would be like to die from **** on cock.

Sensing your oncoming ****, David relinquished his hand, allowing you to come up for air. Trails of your spit lay attached to his shaft as you heaved. David laughed.

"Goddamn, John, I expected you to be good, but not this good. Fuck, this is better than Joan."