“A hand on the back of my head, the pneumatic drill of hips, and I am suddenly hanging on for the ride, my gag reflex capriciously engaged, my gorge rising, my will pressing it back, my head speaking a silent prayer for quick release, and my pussy liquefying faster than an ice cube on Route 66 in August. Face-fucking is a paradoxical thing, with teeth. Held hard, I hold fast and hope for the best.”

— Chelsea G. Summers on the pleasure of face-fucking in ‘Choke’, appearing in the Force issue of F/lthyGorgeousTh/ngs.

July 07, 2009, 4:35pm