Round two it is.

Hakeem sat on the bed and set Jenny down gently on the floor in front of him. Before long, the familiar sloshing sounds of Jenny's hands rubbing dick filled the room. " You're so good, girl. Try using your mouth too". Hakeem praised

"It's too big. I can't get my mouth around it." Jenny said honestly.

"I can help you with that, lie down face up on the bed and tilt your head back, here. Hey, BJ, film this so I can show my mate how good this bitch is at happy endings" Hakeem tossed big Joe his phone, which he clumsily caught after juggling.

"That's a great ide... mmfh" Jenny's mouth was punched with the blood-pumped battering ram. Opened wide, Jenny was still unable to fit the entire tip in her mouth.

Big Joe pointed the camera at the scene with temporary defiance of not planning on pressing the record button. But when he started thinking of the consequences... how both Jenny and Hakeem would likely turn on him afterwards big Joe's finger final pressed the red button thinking he could use it as **** material later on.

Her jaw was no match for the mountain of muscle pushing a flesh lance against it. Hakeem, with a firm grip on Jenny's tits added his arm strength to inch his crotch forward. Then, in one terrifying motion and a sharp gag, it pushed through the mouth opening and the throat opening followed in the next push.

"There you go" Hakeem said proudly

Jenny did a thumbs up. "At least she's OK" Hakeem thought, though it was hard to imagine she was comfortable with her throat bulging like a frog's.

"Going in all the way, you're gonna want to relax OK" coax hakeem

Second thumbs up from Jenny. Not like Hakeem actually needed her approval.

With quick in and outs Hakeem worked his way deeper and deeper to a cacophony of gags and wretches. "Oh yeah take it." he said.

Jenny's body was offering less and less resistance and it took less than a minute for Hakeem's balls to find a slapping target in Jenny's face. Her throat was cartoonishly distorted and the outline of Hakeem's anaconda could be seen going all the way to her stomach.

Hakeem was still using Jenny's now bright red knockers as handlebars as he plowed her throat mercilessly. His eyes were closed, completely in the zone. Jenny's eyes, on the other hand, were wide open when they flashed briefly into view between each pump.

After another minute of getting the entrance of her stomach mined, Jenny gave Hakeem's leg a double-tap. The panic was growing in her eyes.

Hakeem's response, was to bury himself as deep as he could and hold it there, his squeeze on Jenny's breast was now so intense on the base that the tops were crimson balloons. Jenny started tapping out faster. Suddenly some one knocked on the studio doors.

Hakeem slowed down and glared at big Joe nodding towards the door. Meanwhile Jenny had already started to see black spots on her vision due to the lack of air she was getting since she got choked up with Hakeem's fat dick. Her tapping was slowing down, getting lazy, as time passed by.

Big Joe went out leaving them both

Hakeem started using her throat as a fuckhole again especially knowing how long he spent filling and re-filling her mouth earlier.

When it looked like he was ready once more, the phone that was recording it all rang.

Luckily big Joe had just entered the room at the right time.

"Yo pass me the phone" Hakeem said and big Joe begrudgingly obliges.

Yo." He distractedly kept fucking Jenny's mouth in slow inattentive thrusts.

"Yeah I'm balls deep in that lil' slut right now"

"..."

"Nah man it's cool"

"..."

"Hey, what's the address here again" Hakeem shouted at big Joe extending the phone towards him

" It's 384 Sunnyside!" shouted big joe over the music

"Did you get that?" asked Hakeem to his pal over the phone.

...

"Ye. Oh shit he said what? Haha motherfucker tell him he owes me 5 bucks. Alright. Ye. See you later"

Hakeem tossed the phone back at big Joe who almost dropped it.

"Alright, get it going again. I'll wait."

Jenny had stopped tapping or moving all together for a while now. big joe was looking through a foreign phone for the camera option. Once he got into position. Hakeem began his third attempt at coating Jenny's insides with thick cum. There was no longer gagging or retching, just the wet clicking sounds of a relaxed throat being vigorously plowed.

Hakeem was pounding the **** Jenny's throat. Laying on her back, her head tilted off the bed, Jenny's passage must have been air-tight with such thick and long flesh pole always at least partially inside as it pummeled the entrance to her stomach. Her arms were dangling lifelessly at head-level only flailing to the rhythm of Hakeem's thrusts. Her plump milk bags would have been waving every which way but her assailant still had a firm clamp on them. From Hakeem's face, it looked like this was going to be over soon, although it had looked that way since the phone call, which was 3 minutes ago according to the recording timer on the phone big joe was still holding.

Finally a grunt. Hakeem let go of his throat-pussy's tits, placed his hands farther on the bed and lifted one leg to give himself the leverage needed for the deepest of penetrations and "coincidentally" gave big Joe and his camera a good view of the internal cumshot. His heavy ball-sack was fully engulfing Jenny's nose. If traces of oxygen could miraculously found their way to Jenny's lungs through her bile-filled nostrils before, now this entrance was sealed as well. Hakeem remained motionless, grunting for a ridiculous amount of time, his testicles were still twitching and Jenny's stomach was still growing. The bastard had already refueled that much ball-juice in half an hour? Big Joe thought.

"Oh yeah, that's the stuff" Hakeem's face and muscles loosened up. He was finally relaxed.

Hakeem counted the seconds as he began to ever-so-slowly pull out. He was definitely taking his time on purpose after all there was a small chance this was for Jenny's benefit; still tightly packed with meat, pulling out quickly could have disastrous consequences. Hakeem's softening, but still ginormous dick finally plopped out of Jenny's mouth, rubbing its gooey tip along her face as it dropped.

There was no change in Jenny's condition, other than a thick flow of cum now oozing out of her mouth and into her nose.

Hakeem had gone back to playing with jenny's breasts, probably getting himself ready for another round.

Hakeem was less on edge now that he had buried his tension in the depths of Jenny's esophagus.