Stop Staring - Part 2

She's on her knees, greedy little mouth stretched around my cock, working it like she wants to prove something. Wet lips sliding down every inch, tongue flicking the underside, drooling down her chin like it's the best treat she's had all day. Hands on my thighs, eyes half-lidded and determined as she takes me deeper each time, gagging just enough to make my cock twitch harder.