True Blue - Part 3

Chloe leans forward, throat open, tongue working slow. Her lips stretch around him while saliva runs down her chin in a thin line. She swallows, takes him deeper, nose brushing his stomach. Her throat tightens then loosens in waves around the head of his cock. She pulls back to breathe, strings of spit still connecting her mouth to his skin, then slides down again with a wet sound that fills the room. Each motion builds. Her jaw slackens, shoulders shift, hair sticks to her damp neck. The lights catch on the wetness at the corner of her lips, a bright streak across flushed skin.