Yes

You redoubled your efforts, forcing the cock down your throat as far as you could, trying to avoid his thick finger entering your bottom. You choked on his black monster, sucking it down, yet somehow you were still only managing to get a quarter of it down.

You pushed yet again, until you felt your empty lungs begging for air, filling the theater room with the sounds of gagging. Yet you could see in his eyes a growing frustration. One of his hands dragged under your shirt roughly grabbing your small, but taut breasts, before forcing your shirt off, letting them hang, your nipples rubbing against his dark thighs. He attacked your tits yet again, abusing them, filling your brain with pain.

You sucked harder, panicking, your head rising and dropping as quickly as you could. A moan emanated from his lips, and a sense of relief that what you were doing was getting him closer spread through your body.

You could feel that he was close and his torment was almost over, until he lifted your head. You looked confused for a minute, as he discarded his pants, before forcing your head lower, making you suck on his balls, as he began to jerk himself off.

The smell of sweat and musk filled your nostrils as he **** your face into his cock and your mouth on his testicles.

He began to groan as he was ever closer to cumming.