Collage girl moans low and slow, head bobbing just right but never too fast. Her tongue flicks inside first, teasing before swallowing hard. Eyes half-lidded, cheeks hollowed—she knows you’re there. Doesn’t stop when fingers dig into her hair; just hums around him like she’s been waiting for this. Hand reaches down to cup herself through the dress while still sucking, hips rolling subtly against nothing. Cock hits the back of her throat and she gags once—deliberate—but keeps going until his thighs tremble. Finishes with a wet pop and wipes her mouth over her shoulder without looking away.
