*heavy balls were repeatedly falling against her nose with each fuck of her face. His thumb in snatch had became two probing fingers looking for any spot they could to set her off. Briefly, his cock pulled from her mouth, the tip lingering at her lips. Perhaps he was giving her a moment to breathe. Perhaps he was letting the tension heighten. Either way, this was where the real game would begin. Sinking hips had his thick maleness once again clogging her throat until every inch of his masculinity was concealed by Jenny's hot mouth. There, fully mounting her face, the intense thrusting began, the Dom feeding the Toy's narrow airway thick cock-head after thick cock-head until his dick had found a home in Jenny's throat.*