She knows exactly what she's doing to you. Her blonde hair cascades down her back as she takes him in her mouth. The other woman watches, her green-tipped hair a vibrant splash against the dark of the room.
Her lips wrap tight, a slow suck that makes your pulse race. You can't look away from the sight of them, their lingerie-clad bodies bent over him. The city lights outside are distant, irrelevant, as they focus on the man between them.
The women alternate, their mouths working together in perfect sync. Your hand finds its way to your hardness, stroking in time with their sucking. You're hard, so hard, and it's all you can do not to cum right now. They're too good, too hungry, and you know you won't last long.
Their mouths meet on his cock, sucking him together. Your hand strokes faster, your pulse racing with anticipation. You're close, so close, but you don't want it to end. Not yet. Their expressions are focused, engaged, their eyes locked on you as they work him over.
You're on edge, your breath coming in short gasps. You need to see more, feel more. But it's not enough. You want to see them finish him off, to feel their hunger and desire. Your hand is moving faster now, your pulse racing with need.
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