Immediately her hard rubber organ plunges to the hilt into my still amazed face, penetrating deep into my throat before sliding rapidly all the way back and then all the way in again, commencing a mechanized face-f*****g that is as unendurably swift and violent as my worst suppositions. Then as I gag and strangle and fight for breath, as the tears again begin streaming down my face and the drool pools and spills over my lower lip, Mistress moves around behind me, kneels on the mat between my spread and locked down legs and seizes my hips with her usual pitiless grip. Then even as I’m still struggling to accommodate myself to that relentless once-a-second assault on my esophagus, she presses the huge, freezing head of her ice-p***s firmly against my still stretched-open, painfully burning a
