Dream Mom Sucks College Guy Cock Dry

Dream mom steps through the door with that lazy sway she owns. She spots the college guy kicked back on the couch, already half-hard behind his sweats. One glance and she sinks straight to her knees, breathing, "Fuck, look at that thing." She peels the waistband down and his cock springs up, thick and twitching. Her tongue drags a slow stripe from balls to tip, slow like she’s got all day. Then she sucks him down in one greedy swallow, throat working, nose pressed to his stomach. She moans around the stretch—vibrations pulsing straight through him—wet, sloppy, filthy noises filling the room as spit dribbles down her chin. She keeps pumping the base with one slick fist while her lips ride the rest, cheeks hollowing every time she pulls back. When he starts thrusting, she opens wider and takes it, letting him fuck her face at his own rhythm. Spit runs in strings to the floor, glossy and obscene. She doesn’t ease up until he grunts, shakes, and unloads straight down her throat. She swallows every pulse, tongue flicking to catch the last drops, then pulls off with a wet pop, chin shiny, lips puffy. With a grin she wipes the mess with the back of her hand and stands. "That oughta keep you through midterms." She struts off, ass swinging, leaving the poor bastard wrecked, balls drained, and smiling like an idiot.