Redefine Whitney's limits

"Alright slut, open wide" you say and you aim the tip of your enormous cock at her still-closed lips. It never gets old seeing the staggering size difference between the two of you. If she opens her mouth as wide as she can, she _might_ be able to fit the tip in.

"Yes sir, please put that big dick in my mouth" she replies, obediently following your command to perpetually continue the dirty talk.

As her lips begin to part, you immediately lean forward, putting one hand on the bed next to her head, the other hand gripping the back of her head. Knowing she's going to need a lot of "persuasion", you maintain a strong grip of her blonde hair, forcing her head up almost 90 degrees to face your cock.

"OW!!!" Whitney shrieks from your sharp tugging on her head, but quickly gathers herself, licking the tip of your cock, saying, "Please sir, use me, fuck my mouth sir."

And with that, you bucked your hips forward, pushing about 1/4 of your 9 inch length into her mouth, just barely past the tip. Already here mouth if completely filled with her cheeks slightly puffed out. She tightens her grip on the headboard and looks up at you with eyes already beginning to water. Whitney can take no more without gagging and ****. A pity, since there's 7 more inches for her to taste, and she going to taste it.

Keeping your rock hard cock steady in her mouth, you ask "What happened to the cock worship, hmmm?"

"Iya luff your cock ih my mouff thir" Whitney replied, her speech muffled by your cock, the vibrations of her words turning it to steel.

"That's right my little slut. Keep sucking" you say as you start rocking your hips back and forth, your cock popping in and out of her mouth, forcing her to dirty talk in broken sentences.

"I - (gulp) - love - (gulp) - sucking - (gulp) - your co - (gulp)"

As she settled into her task, you aimed to make it less comfortable... much less comfortable. Leaning forward you tug her head from her 90 degree bent position to being pushed down on the bed, looking straight up at the ceiling. Leaning further, you put your cock to the edge of her lips. She's never taken more than half your cock in her mouth, and even that much caused excessive gagging and retching.

"Whitney, tell me you want this whole cock in your throat" you said with a smile.

"Tony, please I can't." she said, eyes beginning to tear.

"Don't piss me off Whitney, you know I'm going to fuck your throat anyway. Now say it."

"Please sir... please put your whole cock in my -- GACKK AAAA GACKK AAA" her words were cut short by your monstrous dick plunging near completely into her throat, only an inch left to spare beyond her lips. She fought viciously to escape, beating your chest with her hands, and attempting to pull her head away, but you held her tight by the hair to prevent her from moving. Screeching and ****, her face reddened and tears poured from her eyes, her entire body flailing in feeble efforts to free herself.

There she was; her tiny, elf-like body pinned below yours, with the build of an NFL linebacker. With one hand cuffing her once-swinging arms and the other sharply holding a fistful of her hair, you kept your jaw-breaking cock lodged 8 inches deep into her throat, visibly bulging her once slender neck. Muffled screams and drool escaped from the nearly air-tight space between her lips and your cock, with your scrotum nestled on her chin, yet one more inch left to invade her.