The man did as she asked, but he was so gentle, it seemed to make matters worse. It was like tasting a delicious food, only to have your throat blocked. She began squirming and twisting.

"Choke me… make it hurt," she begged. "Fuck me… take me, God, please!"

It was obvious that Mark had no intention of pleasing her hunger. Perhaps it was because he was such a huge, hulking man – afraid of hurting her.

"I'm close, baby," he said suddenly, dropping his hands to his sides and grasping the sheets. "You… you ready for some hot cum?"

Gina was ready for anything, except what was happening. She began bouncing and writhing like she was on fire, her fingers clawing at her back. Her climax was so close, so deliciously ripe, yet it seemed to be held back by some invisible barrier.

"Goddddd!" she gasped. "I… I can't stand it!"

"Now," Mark grunted, heaving his body upward, planting the first glob of cum inside her pussy. "Fuck my cock now, baby!"

When Gina felt the scalding, bubbling cum burst into her pussy, the pressure inside her cunt became almost unbearable. Her own climax seemed to be never reaching fulfillment, yet never going away.

"Nooooo!" she screamed, thinking her cunt would explode from the agony.

"Take it all, Gina," Mark growled, plunging in the last of his cum. He held his prick inside her cunt for a few long moments, then slowly relaxed. "Ahhhhh… that was the best ever," he moaned, falling back.

Gina was exhausted, but, not so exhausted that she didn't feel a sense of frustration and anger. She exhaled loudly and got off his prick and lay on her side.

"How about that drink now?" Mark said, giving her a smile. "You into that?"

"No," Gina said slowly, "I… I think we should talk."

"About what?" he asked innocently.

"Why can't you fuck… my way?" she asked.

"What do you mean?" Mark asked, frowning. "You want me to… choke you?"