Get on Your Knees and Watch My Slut Deepthroat Me

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her head is right where you want it, moving in perfect rhythm, her mouth a tight, wet heaven. You feel her deep throating, the way she gags and recovers, the sounds of her struggle and pleasure. Your hand instinctively reaches out, as if to guide her like he does, your fingers twitching with the urge to feel her hair, her skin.

Her body is a vision in black lingerie, her slim form and medium breasts a perfect contrast to the darkness of the fabric. The dim light only adds to the heat, making every movement seem more intense, more desperate. You can almost smell her, almost taste the musk of her arousal mixed with the salt of his skin. Your pulse races with anticipation, your breath coming in short gasps as you imagine yourself in his place, feeling her warm mouth wrap around you.

You're getting hard just thinking about it, your hand moving of its own accord to stroke your length. You know you won't last long if you keep watching this, but you can't look away. The way she takes him deep, the way he controls her movements with a firm grip on her hair... it's too much. You need to see more, feel more. The question is, how long will you edge before you finally give in?