Sean's growl deepens again as his hand moves from my shoulders and tightens around my throat. I instantly moan as he tightens his hold further. “Fuck you are so wet, so fucking tight. I will never get sick of the feel of you around my cock.” Black starts clouding my vision as he restricts my breathing. Just as I’m about to tap his leg, he roars in my ear. “Cum for me, princess!” and lets go of my throat. As the air rushes into my lungs, I fall apart. I cum with such force that I swear I’m going to pass out, and I’m grateful for Sean holding me against the desk.
