My Curvy Slut Wife Sucks My Cock Deep in Lace

She knows exactly what she's doing to you.

Her full lips wrap around him, slow and deliberate, her dark eyes flicking up to lock with yours. Her hands cradle and stroke, the soft lace of her bra a tease against your skin. The green blanket beneath her is a blur as she focuses on you, her cheeks hollowing as she takes more in. You feel your pulse racing, your breath catching in your throat as she extends her tongue along your length. Her grip tightens, fingers wrapping around you as she bobs her head, motion blurring the view.

Your hand instinctively reaches out, gently guiding her head downward. She looks up at you, her lips stretched wide, her eyes sparkling with desire. The lace of her bra presses against you as she leans down further, her nose almost touching your base. You can feel your ache building, your rhythm quickening. She pauses, looking directly at you with the tip resting against her lower lip before leaning down again.

You're getting close, your edge nearing as she continues to suck with her eyes closed. Your hand covers part of her face as you guide her head downward once more. You can feel it building inside you, the pressure growing with each stroke. She looks up at you again, her lips stretched around you. You're almost there, your pulse pounding in your ears. What happens next?