Kneeling bare on the hard floor next to a white couch with clothes spilling from her open purple suitcase, Vanessa Sky grips his swollen cock firmly and slides her mouth down deep, her dark hair swaying as spit glistens on her lips and chin. Hands rummage pink panties and fabrics nearby while she bobs steadily, tongue pressing flat against the underside with each rhythmic pull, her almond eyes locked upward in focused hunger. Ass cheeks flex slightly as she shifts weight on bare feet, toes curling into the cool tile, building suction until veins pulse hard under her grip. She pauses to gasp air, strings of saliva stretching before diving back in faster, cheeks hollowing with vacuum pull that makes his thighs tense.