Keep with the wager

In response, you simply drop your head down to her cock for the second time. Maybe you couldn't take the whole thing, but flipping a coin to decide between something manageable and a literal horse cock was unacceptable.

Swirling your tongue around her tip, you flick it at the join between the smooth skin of the shaft and the slightly bulged skin right at the top. You weren't even able to really kneel, mostly just bobbing your head up and down on as much of the length as you could, with her being as erect as she was. You felt her throbbing pulse against your tongue, the sensation drawing a deep moan from your throat that traveled down her cock as you continued to suck as much as you could, not really caring how messy it got, having a feeling that she would enjoy the sloppier you were.

Surprised that it's even possible, you can feel her seem to become more erect, her throbbing member pressing into your mouth. "Oh, I'm -mmph- glad you're going this way! Oh!" Her words begin to be punctuated by exclamations of her arousal as you work your mouth on her tip, pulling back the foreskin slightly to reveal the sensitive skin beneath. The witch's words give way entirely to moans, and you feel an encouraging hand find the back of your head, but she does not give in to an orgasm just yet.

Moaning around her thick cock, you adjust yourself as best you could, pressing past your gagging, allowing her member free reign over your throat before backing up a little bit and pulled her length down with you, straightening out your throat to act as a pussy for her massive cock to fuck. Your breaths became more labored, her dick in the process of crushing your windpipe, but you had just enough room that while your vision was growing a bit fuzzier and your eyes teared up, you could still push myself forward on her fleshy spear.

The witch's low moans give way to louder, more passionate, more animalistic ones of pure need as you continue your administrations, her guiding hand on the back of your head maintaining a steady grip, but also growing slightly stronger, as if determined to hold your head to her cock until her need is met. As you go in to again deepthroat the immense member, she can't help but giggle with anticipation, a sound that is nowhere to be found as soon as you take her back into your mouth, replaced with loud cries.

When you finally pull out, breathing heavily to shake away the lightheadedness, the witch is breathing even heavier than you, her eyes slightly glazed over. Her cock twitching slightly with the beats of her heart, it's clear that she's deep into arousal, and likely does not need much more encouragement to reach her goal.