As he started to pull from her lips she felt herself drool a little with the motion, saliva dripping from her lips as he pulled free of them. Latrice coughed for a second but before she could reall catch her breath he shoved himself all the way into her throat. The poor woman gagged hard this time, balling her fists up at her sides as she trembled, a growing feeling in the pit of her stomach. Soon his hands were on her head as they moved against her hair, forcing her to work along his length as if she were helping in this depraved act of pleasing him. Saliva continued to drip from her lips and down her chin, onto her chest through the top of her dress, leaving her a slobbering wet mess.<br/><br/>His words only made her blush, feeling upset that he was playing games with her, making it seem like she wanted this. “Hmfph..mnnrn” She mumbled around him as her eyes started to well up from the pressure in having her face assualted against. It was horrible, he moved her head and neck to make it easier for him to push farther into her throat, only causing more tears to fall from her face and smear her makeup that she wore. ‘<i>I’m not a whore</i>’ she said in her head, closing her eyes tight as she coughed a bit around him, gagging a few more times through out the process.