Five Days of Riding Cocks and This One Makes Me Gag

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her dark hair frames her face, her nose ring glints, as she takes him deep. Slow, so slow, her lips slide down his length, her tongue tracing the underside. Her hands cradle his balls, stroking gently.

Her breathing quickens, her chest rising and falling. You can feel your pulse racing with hers. Her mouth is wet, sloppy, taking him all the way in. His hand rests on her head, guiding her. She pauses, takes a breath, then dives back down.

You can't help but stroke along with her rhythm. Your hand moves faster as she does. You're edging closer with every bob of her head. How long will you last? She's focused, intent on making him cum. And you're right there with them, feeling it build.

She's getting wetter, hotter, her movements more urgent. He's hardening in her mouth, his hips bucking up to meet her. You can feel your own hardness straining against your clothes. Your breath catches as she deepthroats him again. The tension builds...