Thrust his hips, making her gag

The control was an illusion, and he shattered it with one, smooth thrust of his hips. He drove himself deeper into her mouth, past the point of comfort, into the realm of pure, unadulterated possession. Alex's eyes widened in surprise, a strangled gasp escaping her lips as he hit the back of her throat.

"You can take it," he grunted, his fingers tightening in her hair, holding her in place. "I know you can."

Tears welled up in Alex's eyes, her body convulsing with the effort to accommodate him. But she didn't pull away. Instead, she relaxed her throat, a submissive act of surrender that allowed him to sink even deeper. You could see the bulge in her neck, a physical manifestation of his dominance, a sight that sent a jolt of mixed fear and arousal through you.

"Good girl," he said again, his voice a low, raspy whisper of approval. "Just like that. Take it all."

He began to move then, a slow, deliberate rhythm that was both punishing and pleasurable. Each thrust sent a shockwave through Alex's body, her moans muffled by the massive cock that filled her mouth. She was a vision of submission, her hands resting on his thighs, her body pliant and willing as he used her for his own pleasure.

"You see that?" he said, looking over at you, a smug smile on his face. "She's a natural. She was made for this. BBC only."

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