She cums in your throat

Caught up in the moment, Sophia tosses your phone onto the couch and grabs your head with both hands, thrusting forcefully into your mouth. Spit is **** out of your mouth, and drips down your face as you swallow her cock. Letting the spit run down your chest, you use the moisture to rub your nipples more desperately. The pleasure isn't enough to bring you to climax, but you feel as though your mind is being fucked right out of your head as you lose control over your body.

After another long minute of fucking your throat, Sophia's moans become more urgent and you excitedly swirl your tongue around her shaft in anticipation. She grabs your head with both hands and pulls it towards her with such **** you feel the cock slide into your throat completely, blocking your airway. Her dick is pressed so tightly in your mouth that you feel a ripple as she spurts cum directly into your throat. It feels warm in a way that makes you moan happily. The pheromones were definitely still working, as the cum plastering your insides starts to make you feel satisfied and docile. The feeling overwhelms the potential panic as your body instinctively coughs and gags at the intruder, but your throat's convulsions just milk more and more cum out of Sophia as you swallow happily.

You almost wonder if you're about to black out from lack of oxygen when she pulls out of your head with a loud, wet "pop" sound. You gasp for air, partly inhaling semen and spit as you cough and splutter. Your body acts automatically, but your mind feels happy, overloaded with the fulfilled desire. Sophia collapses on the couch from the exertion and feeling, and you rest back on your heels. Tears and drool cover your face and chest, but you calmly sit, playing with your nipples.

Sophia's cock, while now flaccid, is still the object of your desire, and you eye it hungrily as it drips on the floor, but restrain yourself for now as she recovers. The cum sitting in your belly feels warm, feels right. You find yourself feeling docile, submissive. Without a sense of urgency, you sit back and wait.