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It was ice cold, stinging, almost burning, and oddly wet, but not in the classical sense, almost like nearly solid tar. It was also rock hard, harder than steel. David growled a growl so deep and resonating, one would think it came from an alligator. He bared his teeth at Savannah. Black mist approached her mouth, and seeped in from the corners of her mouth. The ice cold mist grabbed her mouth and jaws and forced them open. There she was, helpless, staring straight up at an inhumanly large evil cock ready to plunge itself into her gaping mouth. Plunge it did, as David began to roughly face fuck her. The cock stretched her jaw wider than she ever thought possible. She thought her lips were going to crack. The tip of the cock began jabbing and rubbing at her tonsils and the back of her throat and she began to gag. Tears streaming down her eyes, she continued to gag and cough at this giant member being force-fed to her. After what seemed like an eternity, David pulled out almost all the way to the tip. Savannah spent a good half second hoping it was over before her entire world turned black and her throat and chest erupted in icy, burning pain. David had thrust his full length indian deep into her throat, and with her staring straight up at the member, it slid perfectly down her throat and down her esophagus. Her esophagus triggered to try to push the materials in it into her stomach. David began fucking her food tube. Savannah’s gag reflex triggered and her stomach began to retch. Slowly vomit seeped up her occupied esophagus and mouth and barely out of her lips. The tendril wrapped around her throat began to squeeze her windpipe along with the giant cock. She couldn’t breathe. Blinded by her tears, and in excruciating pain, her eyes began to roll back in her head. She began to feel lightheaded and her ears began to ring. Suddenly, David, with that alligator growl of his, thrusted his entire staff all the way down her throat. Savannah’s gagging and retching and struggling was enough, that David fired what he had deep into her stomach. The week continued. She turns around and drops her mini-skirt and then removes her top. Lacy shook her head indian and leaned down, reaching into Gia’s handbag and producing a small white bottle. His face was red and shiny from the tears that still fell down his face even now. Vanessa would be Cali's pussy-slut. It began to grow and fill my mouth. “See? I leaned down, feeling of her boobs briefly but what I really wanted was for her to suck my cock, but I also realized it would probably turned her off to the whole thing. She stretched across the bed. The implication wasn’t lost on him.