Cum Dripping off My Tongue While I Confess

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes lock onto yours, a sly smile playing on her lips as she kneads with her tongue, the cum still dripping from it. She tilts her head back, the fluid sliding down her chin, her throat working as she swallows every last drop. Your hand instinctively reaches for yourself, stroking in time with the rhythm of her breathing.

Her body undulates, her tits heaving with each ragged breath, the pink lingerie clinging to her curves like a second skin. The cum glistens on her nose, her upper lip, and chin, a stark contrast to the bold red of her lipstick. She extends her tongue again, letting more cum drip from it onto her chin, her eyes never leaving yours as she licks her lips. You feel yourself getting harder, your pulse quickening, your breathing growing more labored as you edge closer and closer.

She raises a hand, almost touching herself before pulling back, teasing you with the promise of more. Her thighs are spread wide now, her hands resting near her knees as she kneads herself slowly. You can almost hear the wet sound of her pussy as she strokes herself, making you ache with need. Just when you think you can't take it anymore, she breaks into a wide smile, showing teeth as she gazes directly at you, cum still present on her face and lips. You know you won't last much longer, press play and see how long you can hold out.