Sounds Of Obsession - Part 2

She’s got that cock in both fists like she’s been waiting for it all day. Spit sliding down the shaft while she works him with a tight grip and a quicker rhythm than before. Eyes half-lidded, cheeks flushed, tits bouncing with each tug. Then she leans in, tongue out, and takes the head like she can’t get enough—sucks it in, cheeks hollowing, throat opening, lips sliding lower till her nose almost bumps skin. Mmmph. She moans around the whole length, then pops off, strokes him wet and sloppy, and grins up at him like, “Yeah, you like that?” Before she does it all again.