Red Laced Slut Takes Two Heavy Facials

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her dark hair bounces with every bob of her head. Her red lace lingerie hugs her curves, the lace trim framing her breasts. She takes him deep, her eyes locked on yours, her gaze flicking up and down. Her mouth is a blur of motion, the only sound his heavy breathing and the soft smack of her lips.

Her face strains, her cheeks flush. You can feel your pulse pounding, your hand moving on its own. His hand grips her head, guiding her, his fingers tangled in her hair. She doesn't flinch when he comes, his semen splashing her face and the bedsheet below. She keeps going, her rhythm steady, not missing a beat.

You're on edge, your hand moving faster. You can feel your ache building, your breath catching in your throat. Another load hits her face, and she still doesn't stop. Her expression remains neutral, but you can see the strain in her eyes. She's taking it all, every drop. You're getting harder by the second, your pulse racing. How long will you last? Will you edge or let go?