Couch cushions creak under her weight as she straddles him, skirt hiked up, thighs trembling. Cock in hand, she teases the tip against her lips before swallowing him whole—gagging, tears pricking her eyes, but she doesn’t stop. Throat-fucked slow at first, then relentless, her spine bows with every stroke. Spit drips down his balls as she pulls back just enough to gasp for air—then dives back down, fingers twisting in his hair. When she finally pulls off, her lips are swollen, her pussy dripping wet from grinding against his thigh.