She Sucked My Hard Black Cock Five Times Today

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She's kneeling beside him, her slim body pressed against his dark skin as she takes him deep. Her long brown hair spills over her back, her medium breasts swaying with each slow stroke. He's seated on the couch, his teal socks a vibrant flash against the maroon wall behind them.

Her eyes flick up to the camera, a sly smile playing on her lips as she works him over. Her facial expressions are so vivid, so alive, as she sucks and licks and teases him. You can feel your pulse racing, your breath catching in your throat as you watch her. Your hand is stroking along with her rhythm, feeling the heat build in your veins.

She pulls back, sitting up and running a hand over her chest before standing and walking away. The brief absence is agony, but then she's back, sitting facing him on the couch. She touches herself now, her fingers tracing over her stomach and thighs as she looks at him. You're getting harder by the second, your ache growing more insistent. How long will you last once you press play?