Was it possible to have an orgasm in your throat?

"Suck a little faster," Mike whispered, crushing his full weight down on her face. "Stick my cock down to your stomach, and eat me dry, you cum-sucking slut."

Wanda couldn't help herself, but she began writhing and twisting, her anguished passion reaching a feverish pitch. And although she felt ridden with guilt and shame, his cock was giving her pleasure she'd never before discovered. It was almost as if she were cherry again, taking in her first big cock.

"Mmmmmmmm," she gurgled, inhaling the sweaty aroma of his crotch hairs.

"Like my prick, huh?" Mike chuckled. "Hell, the first time I saw you, baby, I knew you'd take to my prick."

At that moment, upon hearing his words, Wanda hated herself even more than she hated him. How could she betray herself like this? She was moaning and groaning as if she actually wanted to suck his cock.

Well, you do, don't you? she thought. Don't you like the feel of his cock? The sweet, creamy taste? Go ahead and admit it. In the back of your mind, you've always wondered what these studs fucked like.

"Mmmmmffff!" she choked, shaking her head back and forth, denying the awful thought.

"Come on – go with it," Mike whispered as if reading her thoughts. "Suck up and down real good, Mom. I'm so fucking close, and I've got all kinds of hot cum for you to eat."

Wanda pulled at the ropes holding her hands and feet, but this time she realized it wasn't to escape. She wanted to reach around his muscular body, to hold his cock harder against her face. She could almost feel his tight, hairy ass against her fingers – how his muscles would be rubbery – almost unyielding.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned, her voice lost in his sweaty, hairy crotch.