Her knees sink into the studio carpet. Lips part first, then tongue flattens against the shaft. He fists her hair, pulls her forward. Throat clamps down. Gagging starts slow, then raw. Spit drips from her chin, mascara streaks her cheeks. She swallows hard, eyes watering, but never pulls back. Cock pistons between her lips, hitting the back of her throat with each thrust. Fingers claw at his thighs. The mic stand rattles. When she finally breaks, it’s only to catch her breath before diving back down.
