Knitted sweater clings to her shoulders, pulled aside just enough for mouth action. Glasses perched on nose, brunette hair swaying with each bob. Fingers grip base, peeling foreskin back slow, exposing head to wet suction. Car seat creaks under shifting weight, her hand pumps steady while lips seal tight—feels like velvet over steel. Ever wonder how deep she'll take it parked roadside? Throat bulges on downstrokes, saliva dripping onto gray fabric, punishing head-giving in tight space turns public spot private. Deepthroat hits peak, gagging echoes off dashboard.
