Stockings still on, skirt hiked up, she drops to her knees in the dim light. Dark hair spilling over her shoulders as she wraps both hands around his shaft. Slow at first — tongue tracing the tip, lips sealing tight. Then deeper. Throat opens, jaw unhinges, spit dripping down her chin. Eyes watering but she doesn’t stop. One hand grips his hip, the other strokes where she can’t reach. Breath ragged, gagging sounds filling the room. Switches to deepthroat mode — nose pressed to his groin, throat pulsing around him. Pulls back just to gasp, then dives right back down. Relentless. Desperate. Until his cock twitches and she swallows every drop.