"Like I said, I gotta shut you up now," Greg said, getting onto the bed. He straddled her chest and placed his knees in her armpits, squirming his ass over her tits. "Gonna stuff my prick all the way in, baby."

Debby thought she was going to vomit when she smelled his crotch. His prick was dirty and sweaty, and his cock looked like his cockshaft hadn't been washed in months. She could see flecks of dried cum just under the enormous head.

"Please, God, don't…"

Her words became a muffled scream when he fucked the end of his prick violently into her mouth. He held himself over her face for a few seconds, while half his prick shaft throbbed over her tongue, then crushed fully down. The entire slab of prick became embedded in her throat.

Debby did vomit, but her throat was completely clogged with cock, forcing the acrid fluid back into her stomach. Although this was the most horrible sensation she had ever had, she now had something even more terrifying to worry about. She couldn't breathe at all, and her lungs felt fiery.

"Mmmffffff," she gagged, clawing at her palms with her nails. She twisted her head, trying desperately to spit his cock out, but she was no match for his hulking strength. Another splutter became muffled in his acrid smelling crotch hairs.

"Mmmmm, this is nice," Greg said, squirming over her body. "Almost as good as your pussy is. But I'm gonna save that for last."

When Debby was absolutely certain that she would suffocate, be choked to death on his horrible cock. Greg pulled back, allowing her to breathe. When she sucked in the delicious air, she also pulled in more of the flavor of his cock and balls, again causing her stomach to rumble with vomit.

"Nnnnn!" she gasped, trying to turn her head to one side.

"Oh, no, baby, you're gonna suck me dry whether you like it or not," Greg said, placing his hands behind her head and forcing her face hard against his crotch. "Shit, I think I'll like it better if you don't enjoy it."