She Has Been Sucking My Black Dick Nonstop for Four Days

She knows exactly what she's doing to you.

Her hands, her mouth, they're all about you. The rhythm of her head, the way her lips wrap around you. Her eyes, half-closed, focused on your reaction. She's in it, fully. Every movement is deliberate, every sound a moan of pleasure.

You feel her warm breath on your skin, the gentle scrape of her nails. Her tongue dances across your tip, and you can't help but stroke yourself to the beat. You're getting harder by the second, your pulse racing with anticipation. How long will you last? The question teases you as she takes you deeper, her mouth a perfect fit.

She's not slowing down, not even for a breath. You're on edge, your hand moving faster. It's building up inside you, the pressure growing. You're imagining those lips around you, that tongue teasing your tip. Your breathing gets heavier, your strokes more urgent. You can feel it coming, the release you've been craving. And then...