Felony Sinn
She had him down on his back, legs spread, and she was riding his face like she owned it. Her thighs clamped tight around his head, grinding down so he could barely breathe, and she didn't ease up. Every roll of her hips pushed her wet pussy harder against his mouth, forcing his tongue deeper. She reached behind her, grabbed his cock, and started stroking it slow and mean, twisting her wrist at the top just to watch him twitch. He moaned right into her, the sound muffled by how close she sat on his face, and she laughed under her breath. She kept working him with her hand, thumb sliding over the head, spreading precum, then squeezing him tight on the downstroke. Her other hand stayed planted on his chest for balance while she rocked back and forth, chasing the friction she wanted. Every time he tried to catch his breath she dropped lower, smothering him again, and the whole time she never stopped jerking him off, steady, deliberate, like she had all day to break him.
Felony Sinn
She had him down on his back, legs spread, and she was riding his face like she owned it. Her thighs clamped tight around his head, grinding down so he could barely breathe, and she didn't ease up. Every roll of her hips pushed her wet pussy harder against his mouth, forcing his tongue deeper. She reached behind her, grabbed his cock, and started stroking it slow and mean, twisting her wrist at the top just to watch him twitch. He moaned right into her, the sound muffled by how close she sat on his face, and she laughed under her breath. She kept working him with her hand, thumb sliding over the head, spreading precum, then squeezing him tight on the downstroke. Her other hand stayed planted on his chest for balance while she rocked back and forth, chasing the friction she wanted. Every time he tried to catch his breath she dropped lower, smothering him again, and the whole time she never stopped jerking him off, steady, deliberate, like she had all day to break him.