Call me Auntie Tia

Tia Cyrus locks the door and drops to her knees in front of Matt. She pulls his cock out and her eyes light up like she's unwrapped the prize she's been dreaming about. That thing is fat, heavy, veined, and long enough to make her pussy clench on nothing. Juice trickles down her thigh, soaking the crotch of her panties while her mouth opens wide and swallows him in one greedy slide. Spit spills out the corners, drips off her chin, and glistens on her tits as she bobs faster, taking him so deep her throat bulges. Every sloppy thrust of her head sprays little strings of saliva across her cheeks, but she just moans louder, loving the taste and the mess, eyes watering but still hungry for every thick inch.