Sparkly sequin top hugging her curves, daisy dukes riding low on hips, high heels planted firm—she leans in on the bed, fingers wrapping his bare thighs, lips parting slow over the swollen head, tongue swirling slick against veiny skin. Black hair cascades as she slides down, cheeks hollowing with suction, the soft give of her mouth yielding to rigid thickness inch by throbbing inch. Hand pumps the base, wrist tattoo flexing, spit trails down her chin onto heaving cleavage. Grips tighter. Deeper throat stretch. Eyes lock up unforgiving.
