He tightened the choke, thumb pressing my windpipe, air cutting short. Vision spotted, but f**k, it heightened everything...the drag of his c**k against my walls, the coil building low.
'Mmmph!' I moaned around the grip, body trembling. He released just enough for me to gulp air, then flipped me onto my back, desk edge biting into my spine.
My legs hooked over his shoulders, he slammed back in, eyes locked on mine.
'Look at you, all flushed and mine.'
Our rhythm turned frantic, his hand jerking my c**k in time with his thrusts.
Pressure snapped, 'Alex...fuck, I'm gonna cum...'
He leaned down, biting my lip hard.
'Do it. Milk my d**k with that ass.' Hot spurts hit my abs, his name tearing from my throat in a choked scream, 'Ahhh! f**k, Alex!'
He followed, burying deep, flooding
