Anya Queen grips his cock firmly from her stool perch, her short skirt riding up as she pumps with both hands while he sits spread-legged on the stool beside her. Purple top clings to her frame, black heels planted steady on the floor while her nylons gleam under the light. She works the shaft up and down relentlessly, fingers sliding over the head as his thighs tense and knees part wider. Precum slicks her palms during the steady handjob rhythm, building until he unloads thick ropes right onto her stroking hands. Skirt hiked just enough to tease her thighs, she keeps the pace locked in as the cum drips down her fingers in the dim room corner.