Trevor made no protest as she took a firm grasp of a hair and guided him down, though a wet gurgle escaped his throat as he began to choke on her length. He obediently began working on her, as he would a real cock, working his lips up and down her shaft, ensuring each stroke ended up in the back of his throat and holding himself there for a moment, willfully gagging himself to please her. He seems to respond to her tone more than her words, trying harder, looking up at her with wide eyes, his cheeks puffed out slightly and lips stretched around the head as she asks, letting out only a muffled whimper in reply.