Years of knowing what she craves hit hard when this blonde with tousled waves drops low beside the wooden table, bedroom light filtering through blinds. Fingers wrap that dark, heavy cock, guiding it past her lips into wet heat. Cheeks hollow. Gulp after gulp, throat bulging as she takes more, head bobbing steady then frantic. Switches angle, chin tilted up, letting it slide deeper — gag reflex kicking but she pushes through, drool stringing to his abs. Back arched on bed earlier, now pure hunger here, her slim frame contrasting his bulk. Intensity builds, breaths ragged, until she's gulping air between strokes, tits heaving under thin straps. Raw. Desperate. Experience owning every inch.