Kneeling in the dirt under tall pines, the silver-haired woman parts her lips and takes him deep without hesitation. Her fingers dig into his thighs as she hollows her cheeks, throat fluttering around every inch. Saliva drips down her chin but she does not slow down, eyes locked on his as she swallows hard each time he pushes deeper. The forest floor muffles her gagging sounds but her body betrays how much she craves it — tits heaving, belly tensing, thighs trembling. He grips her hair, guiding her pace until her jaw aches and her eyes water.