"Ahhh."
Britney gasped as she was released.
She clutched her throat, having never experienced being choked by a dick before, her eyes reeled in shock, questioning intent within them.
'Does he want to kill me?'
"Don't worry, you can't die–yet."
Not giving Britney a chance to catch her breath properly, Miles roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her up.
"Ahh."
Britney staggered shakily as she reeled from the recoil from kneeling for an extended time.
" You don't need to pretend. I recognise those slutty eyes when I see one."
" Ahhh."
There was another light gasp as Britney staggered into Miles' chest feeling his hand wrapped around her neck, suffocating her lungs and his dick rock hard pressed against her ass. A back chokehold.
Britney panted, grabbing his arm with her hands, she pretended to resist, but there was way less force contained in her grip than before.
"See?" Sneering, Miles whispered close to her ears and used his other to squeeze her ass.
"Hmmmm-"
