Sandra’s eyes were teary and red, her makeup smudging from the tears streaming down her cheeks. She felt her sweatshirt getting wet and sticky from the spits and drool that ran down her chin as she choked on Dwayne’s massive member.

Despite the pain, she couldn’t help feeling a heady mix of pleasure and fear, as though she was being pushed to her limits in a way that she had never experienced before.

Dwayne continued to thrust into her mouth roughly, his hands gripping her hair as he used her for his own pleasure.

Sandra felt like she was suffocating, drowning in the sensations that were coursing through her body. But at the same time, she couldn’t help feeling aroused by the sheer power and control that Dwayne had over her.

As Dwayne reached his climax, he pulled out with a grunt, covering Sandra’s face with his hot, sticky seed.

Sandra’s body was shaking with need and desire, her breathing coming in ragged gasps. Even as she felt humiliated and degraded, she couldn’t help feeling like she wanted more. She wanted to please him, to feel him take control of her body once more.

She looked up at Dwayne, her eyes pleading for more. But he just smirked down at her, the look in his eyes telling her that this was only the beginning.
this is OK but re-write more on Sandra’s fear. make her oblivious to the pleasure part. include part where Dwayne pulls out, Sandra coughs and then immediately gets full again
add dialogues