Stretched Mouth

Brad steps out of yoga covered in sweat, every muscle still buzzing. Kat Chase doesn’t waste a second. She drops to her knees, yanks his shorts down, and swallows every inch like she’s starving for it. Her throat stretches around that thick pole, lips kissing the base on every stroke while spit runs down her chin and drips onto her sports bra. Brad fists her hair, pumps his hips, and gives her exactly what she came for—long, slow, balls-deep throat-fucks that make her eyes water and her mascara streak. She gags, moans, then takes him even deeper, holding him down until her nose is pressed tight against his abs. When she pulls back for air, thick strings of spit still connect her swollen lips to his glistening cock. She grins up at him, hungry and smug, then dives right back in for more.