Zoey's lips stretched around his hot thick shaft and she pushed forward. She was so close to being able to take him all in but still she could not get past the intense gagging when she tried to swallow his last inch or so. Her eyes watered and her face flushed with the effort but no matter how much she relaxed her throat she could not find a way to get it in. Her eyes flicked up to him as she slowly raised her mouth until only the tip was in. her seemed content as she caught her breath for a moment before pushing back down again. The taste of him on her tongue and the little pleased noises made her happy. She was doing well. She would keep doing well until he threw out those invitations. She was terrified of that party happening.<br/><br/>She felt his hips start to slowly buck up to meet her mouth as it descended. It made her gag harshly the first few times until she could adjust to the new rhythm. She was even closer now to getting him in, just a tiny bit remained outside of her wet, sucking mouth. Zoey shivered at the feel of his hands settling on her head. She remembered last time how rough he had been with her. The part that had her face reddening more than the gagging she endured was that part of her wanted that treatment. She settled for letting her upward thrusts and the weight of his hands on her head push the last of him into her mouth and the tight depths of her throat. With minimal assistance she had taken that only yesterday seemed in impossibility. Her now profusely watering eyes stared up at him, eager to see his reaction even though the softly spoken praise spoke volumes. She definitely preferred his praise to his punishment and began to bob her head even faster.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>