Filmed While I Deepthroat My Man in Our Sneaker Room

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes lock onto yours, her hand wrapping around his cock. She strokes it slowly, her gaze never leaving yours. Her breasts are small, her skin light, and her hair falls down her back like a waterfall. She's in control, and she knows it.

Her mouth lowers onto his cock, taking him in deep. She moves her head up and down, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks. Her eyes roll back, and her breathing quickens. You can hear the sound of her sucking, the wetness of her mouth around his cock. Your hand reaches down, stroking your own hardness as you watch her. Your breathing quickens, your pulse racing.

She continues to suck him, her hand supporting his shaft. Her hair falls around her face, partially obscuring it as she leans further down. The camera zooms in on her face, showing the intensity of her actions. You can feel your own pleasure building, your hardness growing. You won't last much longer, not with her sucking him like that. She stops suddenly, looking directly at the camera as she strokes his cock with both hands. You're left wanting more, your ache unsatisfied.