She Keeps Sucking My Cock After I Touch Her Face

She knows exactly what she're doing to you. Her blonde hair is pulled back, revealing her face, her light skin glowing as she takes him deep into her mouth. Her small to medium breasts move slightly with each motion, her thin gold chain necklace glinting in the soft light. Her eyes are open, occasionally meeting yours, filled with a knowing glint that makes your pulse race.

Her mouth moves slowly over him, her head bobbing up and down with a practiced rhythm. She pulls away, opens her mouth wide, and breaks into a broad smile, showing teeth. The man's hand enters frame, gently touching her cheek, and she looks directly ahead, lips parted. Then she resumes, repeating the motion with consistent rhythm and focus. She pulls off again, mouth open, possibly talking or reacting, before smiling broadly once more as the man's hand reappears to touch her cheek.

Your hand moves of its own accord, stroking to the rhythm she sets. You feel yourself getting harder, your breath catching in your throat as you watch. She leans forward to take him back into her mouth, her eyes narrowing in concentration. Your rhythm speeds up as hers does, your ache growing more intense. How long will you last?