Hotwife Spits Fresh Cum from My Mouth into My Hands

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her dark hair frames her face, those glasses glinting as she moves. The latex bodysuit hugs every curve, breasts straining against it. Her eyes lock onto yours, a hint of a smile on those glossed lips.

Her head tilts back, mouth open, and you see it: white cum pooled on her tongue. Your pulse quickens as she lowers her head, spitting it into her cupped hands. She holds them forward, rotating them slightly, the cum glistening in her palms. Her expression is neutral, almost playful, as she looks directly at you. You can feel your hand moving on its own, stroking hard.

Your breath catches as you imagine the taste, the feel of it on your skin. You edge closer, your ache growing. A hand rests on her thigh, a reminder of what's happening just out of sight. She shifts slightly, her body moving against the latex. Your hand is moving faster now, your rhythm building. How long will you last? She's still looking at you, her eyes never leaving yours. The cum in her hands seems to gleam in the soft light. Your pulse is pounding now. What will she do next?