Brunette with dark hair and flushed cheeks kneels, lips wrapping his length, tongue flat. She swallows deep, throat bobbing, while he grips her head, thrusting harder. Her eyelids flutter, mascara streaks down, but she doesn’t stop—gagging, gasping, still taking every inch. The couch creaks under her weight, her legs trembling as he flips her onto her back, face buried in his lap, begging for more.