you freeze under my phlegm, face beaten to a pulp HD

Description: I stand quietly, right in front of you, i know it's you. now you're only for me. you look at me - you don't say anything, but i feel everything in your gaze. i breathe slowly, deeply. my throat starts to itch - that familiar tension. i smile, just a little. "i have phlegm in my throat," i say calmly, unruffled. "can you hear me? i can feel it draining away... i'm about to start coughing." i lean closer, slowly, so you can feel every vibration of my breath. then i cough - short, sharp. my phlegm falls out and i cover your eyes with it. at that moment you freeze. i know it stops you. you freeze. and i love it. i slowly move my hand across your face, i hit you the way you like: deliberately, hard. with my right hand, then my left. only when i cough can you feel me. i start to rock my hips, deeper and deeper. you freeze again, and i strike even harder. my movements have become more deliberate. faster. my blows are your reward. my response to your hidden needs. with each new cough i hit you harder, more intensely, your face turns into a fleshy mush. and you endure it, you can't bear anything else. finally i cough hard - long, my throat trembles. you become completely still. my hands are no longer enough. i kick you right in the mouth, smash your face. i hit you without moderation with my legs and hands. i know this is exactly what you wanted.