Mickey Violet Gets Throated

Mick Blue sits there watching Mickey Violet work her fingers between her legs, slow at first, then faster. She knows he’s looking, so she spreads wider, lets him see how wet she is, how her fingers disappear and come back slick. The room’s too quiet except for the sound of her breathing, her little gasps catching in her throat. Mick’s already hard when she leans in, drops to her knees between his legs, pulls his cock out. She doesn’t waste time teasing, just takes him deep, tongue hot against him, cheeks hollowed out while she sucks like she needs it. He grips the back of her head, pushes down until her nose brushes his stomach, and she doesn’t fight it, just swallows and moans around him like she’s the one getting off. The tension hangs thick between them, raw and dirty and impossible to shake.