Oral Care

Victoria June dropped to her knees like she’d been waiting for the cue all night. She doesn’t waste time, just grins around the slick head of his cock before pulling it deep, tongue flicking every ridge, sucking up every bead of precum. She moans when he throbs, loud and filthy, lets spit slide down her chin so it glistens on her tits while she works him. "So, you gotta really get in there," she says, pulling off just enough to smile, then opens wide and pushes until her lips meet the base, throat working him like it’s second nature. When she finally pulls back her mascara’s a wreck, but she licks her lips and goes right back in for another long, wet stroke, slow this time so he feels every pull and every hard suck right down to his balls. The whole sloppy ritual, no hesitation—tongue swirling, cheeks hollowed, spit dripping everywhere, like this is the only way she knows how to clean a mess.