Girlfriend Sucks My Cock While Sports Play on TV

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She takes him in her mouth, slowly, her eyes locked on yours. Her hair falls around his thighs, her hands stroke him. He guides her head, his hand resting there. The TV plays in the background, a distant hum. She focuses, her face intent, then looks up at you.

Her rhythm is steady, unchanging. Her mouth and hands move together. He touches her hair, her head. The camera shakes slightly, a handheld tremble. You feel it in your hand, your pulse racing. She doesn't stop, doesn't slow. Her lingerie clings to her, a black outline.

Your breath catches as she looks up again. Her eyes meet yours, a flash of connection. The TV continues its murmur, a constant presence. She keeps going, her mouth moving steadily. You feel the ache building, the urge to edge closer. She's not going to stop, not yet.