Bent back beneath him as she was, his shaft could force only so far into her throat before it was just bumping and slamming against the inside of her throat, making her gag as she tried vainly to accept the size of the fleshy organ in her mouth, bringing her tongue gingerly up against it - a soft touch like wet velver upon the skin, where she tasted her own sweetness somewhat, but overpowered by the earthy tang of his seed.