Gagging on a Thick Cock in the Couch Corner

Her throat bulges as she forces him deeper, nails clawing at his thighs while tears well in her eyes. The striped top clings to her chest as she bobs up and down, each gagging choke pulling him closer to the edge. One hand grips the couch cushion for leverage, the other clutched around his shaft, guiding every thrust. Her mascara runs in dark rivers down her cheeks, but she does not stop, not even when his balls tighten against her chin. The room fills with wet, sloppy sounds of her choking, her throat working overtime to take all of him before she finally pulls back, gasping for air but still hungry.