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She knows exactly what she's doing to you.

Her blonde hair is tied back, her glasses perched on her nose, and her small breasts press against her dark top as she takes him in. Her hands move slowly, her mouth wraps tight, and she doesn't break eye contact. You can't look away from her face, from the way her lips curve around him. Her breath hitches, and you can hear the wet sound of her mouth moving on his cock.

Her body shifts slightly, her hips tilting, and you can almost feel her heat. She strokes him with her hand, her fingers wrapping around his base as she sucks. Her tongue darts out, and you see the muscles in her neck move as she swallows. She's so focused on him, on making him cum. You can feel your own pulse pounding, your breath catching in your throat.

She doesn't rush, doesn't hurry. She takes her time, savoring every inch of him. You can feel your own hand moving, stroking in time with hers. Your rhythm picks up, your ache growing. How long will you last? Will you edge like this, or let go?