Pussy hovers inches from his face, her fingers parting slick lips as she lowers down hard onto his waiting mouth in the dimly lit room with purple walls looming behind. Does he taste every drop while she grinds relentlessly, skirt hiked up and white blouse gaping open? Hands grip his head steady, thighs clamping tight around his ears amid the wet smacking sounds and his muffled gasps echoing off the couch cushions. She shifts her weight forward, ass cheeks spreading naturally as she dominates from above, nails digging into skin with each rhythmic press. Purple backdrop blurs while her body tenses, heavy breathing mixing with the slick friction of skin on skin until she rides out the control completely.
