Chapter 418 Holly Shit: Her Pussy Tingled:>Ep4

• I'm sure I'm not the only guy who's ever done it, but I'll admit to sticking a peeled banana in my mouth just to see how far I could take it before gagging. About four inches, tip-to-teeth, if you're interested. So, having experienced a pseudo-cock poking my throat I was steeling myself for that fully-body lurch when Larry's knob--much fatter than a banana--hit the back of our throat.
• To my surprise--yet another one--there was only a tiny fraction of a second when I felt the flick of an urge to gag as Larry's stiff boner entered our throat. Sophia's "coping mechanism" was to exhale a little "Ahh," as she poked the big knob into her throat, and to do it quickly. Apparently, there is some line of gag-reflex nerve-endings at the entrance to the throat and if you can get past them quickly they have no further effect. Who knew? Once Larry's cock was in our throat I didn't feel any urge to gag at all as Sophia stuffed her partner's fat dick down our gullet until we were licking his balls, bunched up by his jockey shorts.
• Larry moaned, "Oh, fuck, yes, baby!" and I felt his fingers gently massaging our neck, feeling the bulge of his boner inside our throat. I felt Sophia's pussy tingle, but it was not from the sensation of having her throat unnaturally stretched and filled by a foreign object. Apparently, the throat has no nerve endings associated with sexual stimulation at all, as I always assumed it must. Her spike in arousal was from the pleasure she knew she was giving her man. I suddenly gained a whole new level of respect for all of those wives, girlfriends, and other lovers who will willingly deep-throat their partners. It is truly a giving gesture for which there is really no corresponding reciprocal payment as there is for oral sex, for instance.