My Tattooed Slut Sucks Me Hard in Her Spiderweb Suit

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes lock onto yours, and you feel a jolt. She's on her knees, her black spiderweb suit hugging every curve of her slim body. Her dark hair is pulled back in a messy bun, and her small breasts press against the fabric as she moves.

Her mouth wraps around him, and she doesn't stop. Her right hand grips the base, moving in perfect rhythm with her lips. She licks, sucks, swirls, every touch deliberate, every movement smooth. Her eyes flicker up to meet yours, and you feel your pulse spike. Your hand tightens into a fist, then relaxes, your fingers itching to stroke.

Your breath catches as she leans forward, her body arching over his lap. Her tattoos peek out from under the suit, a peace sign on her forearm, blue flowers on her thigh. The sound of her mouth moving over him is intoxicating. You can feel your rhythm building, your ache growing. How long will you last once you start? She's not slowing down, she's just getting started.