Throated and Gagged: His Command, My Submission

In a dimly lit room, the anonymous man grips my hair tightly, guiding my head down onto his throbbing cock. He pushes harder, and I feel his thickness filling my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. I gag slightly, but he holds me there, his hips moving in slow, deliberate thrusts. My eyes water, and saliva drips down my chin as I struggle to take him all in. He grunts, his pleasure evident, and I can feel his cock pulsating, ready to release.

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