Something about it made you tighten your grip on Chrysalis horn, pushing her head away, although she fought the entire time, whimpering around your swollen dick like a pet having its toy taken away, her eyes open and pleading for you to stop. Right when your tip was about to leave her lips, you changed direction, pulling her head down. With her already trying to force her way back down, she was met with another stabbing thrust into her throat, earning you another flood of saliva to coat your engorged prick.