Blonde Slut in Green Shirt Sucking Hard for Days

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her tongue darts out, her lips wrap tight, and she takes him deep. Slowly, so slowly, she moves up and down, her left hand gripping the base of his shaft. His hand occasionally drifts into view, guiding her head or adjusting his position. Her eyes lock onto yours, a focused intensity burning in them.

Her green shirt hugs her curves as she moves, her medium-sized breasts pressing against the fabric. Tattoos dance on her left forearm as she strokes him. The sound of her wet mouth working him over fills your ears, making your pulse pound harder. Your hand reaches down, wrapping around your own hardness. You stroke yourself in time with her movements, feeling the ache build.

Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you watch her work. How long will you last? The question teases you, taunting you to find out. She's getting faster now, her rhythm picking up. Every detail of her technique is right there in front of you, the way her tongue flicks over him, the way her lips stretch around his thickness. Your edge is approaching fast...