Road Queen #10

She took him deep, her mouth warm and slick, saliva dripping down his shaft with every bob of her head. He watched her lips stretch around his thickness, the wet sounds loud in the quiet room. Her tongue pressed flat underneath him, sliding slow and deliberate as she pulled back until just the head remained. She kept him there, sucking softly, building heat. When she plunged down again, she took every inch until her nose pressed to his belly. Her throat worked around him. She gagged once, pulled off with a wet gasp, strings of spit clinging from her bottom lip to the head of his cock. She stroked him hard, spreading that spit down his length, fingers squeezing at the base. Her free hand slipped between his thighs, cupping his balls, rolling them, thumb pressing into the soft skin behind. Her eyes stayed locked on his, dark and steady, while she went back to work, bobbing faster now, greedy for it. Every time she hollowed her cheeks the suction pulled at him, made his thighs twitch. She moaned low around his cock, the sound vibrating straight through him. Precum leaked onto her tongue and she swallowed it without hesitation, the wet seal of her lips never breaking. She was relentless, focused, working him over with both hands and mouth like she wanted to drag every drop out of him.