Short Haired Slut in Hoodie Sucks My Tattooed Cock

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. She moves in, her eyes down, and your pulse spikes. Her hands are clasped together, then she reaches out, her fingers tracing the edges of the man's hard length. You can feel your own hardness growing, your hand twitching with the urge to touch.

She takes him in, her mouth enveloping him, moving up and down with a rhythm that makes your breath catch. Her eyes flutter closed, her face a picture of concentration and desire. The man's hand finds its way to her head, guiding her gently as she takes him deeper. Her hands rest on his body, adjusting her position to take more of him in.

The world narrows to the sensation of her mouth working him over, the way her tongue dances against his skin. You can feel your own ache growing, your rhythm quickening. Your hand moves on its own, stroking in time with her movements. You know you won't last long like this, not with the sight and sound of her driving you higher. But for now, you just let yourself feel, let the pleasure wash over you. And when you can't take it anymore...