"Mmmph... I'm... shorry..." She tried again. Her dark eyes filled with tears. The tears ran down her cheeks, mixing with the saliva on her chin.
Tianlong chuckled. The sound was low. Warm. His pale hand, large and golden-skinned, found her hair. His fingers threaded through the dark strands. He gripped. Pulled. Her head came forward. Her mouth was pushed against his balls, the sac pressing against her lips. Her nose was buried in the base of his cock.
"Glurk..." Her throat bulged. The cock, seven inches deep, filled her throat. Her neck was stretched. Her jaw was at its limit.
He pulled her head back. Then forward. Then back. The motion was rhythmic. His hips moved, the thrusts shallow, the cock sliding in and out of her throat. Her enormous tits swayed with each thrust. The dark nipples scraped the jade.
"Mmmph... slurp... glurk..."
