She’s on her knees, tits heavy against the sheets, fingers digging into the mattress. Lips part, tongue flattens, and she takes him slow at first—then deeper, then all the way. Throat ripples, eyes water, but she doesn’t stop. Spit drips down her chin, her nose presses into his groin, and she swallows around him like it’s nothing. Back arches, fingers claw at his thighs, and when she pulls off gasping, her mascara’s a mess already. Another grip on his shaft, another desperate attempt to fit him all in. Gagging turns to gulping, her throat working overtime. First shot lands across her cheek, second across her lips, third straight into her open mouth.