Thirty Three Seconds of Me Gulping Your Hard Cock

She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her eyes flicker up, catching yours as she wraps her lips around your hard cock. Slowly, she takes you in, her hand gripping the base, moving in rhythm. You feel her warm breath on your skin, her tongue tracing your length.

Her expression shifts from concentration to effort, her brow furrowing as she works you over. She's all focus, all heat. Your hand twitches, wanting to reach out and touch her. You imagine running your fingers through her hair, pulling her closer.

She keeps going, steady and slow, her eyes locked on yours. You feel yourself getting harder, your pulse pounding. Your breath catches in your throat as she edges you closer and closer. How long will you last? Her rhythm is perfect, drawing out every moment of pleasure.

You can almost feel her mouth around you, the pressure building. She's taking you deeper now, her movements more urgent. Your hand strokes the air, imagining the feel of her skin. Your ache grows, your rhythm matching hers. You're on the edge now, so close.

She's not stopping, not slowing down. She's pushing you higher and higher. What will happen next?