Steely

He placed both his uncompromising hands on either side of my jaws and held my head so that I had to continue looking into his steel blue eyes. His hips moved in a circle as he rubbed his metal-hard dick on my face. I think I would have really enjoyed a fat soft log of a cock rubbing on face but not his hard pole. Putting the end of his cock on my lips he began to press into me with an inescapable force.

His rod went through my lips without stopping, slowing or reversing once. Despite the lack of lubrication he forged his way into my throat quickly. Once the head of his cock was at the opening to my throat and my lips had reached the end of his shaft I held my breath and waited for him to retreat.

Instead he grabbed the back of my head and pulled me tightly to his cock. I didn’t think there was any more to go in but he proved me wrong. Crushing my face against his stomach he managed to get about two inches of his rod into my throat. My eyes bugged out of my head and I struggled for breath while he held my gaze right into his eyes.