Strong Cock For Harley

Harley Kings drops to her knees in front of John Strong, fists tight around his cock as she drags her tongue slow from base to head. Spit gathers at the corner of her mouth and she lets it spill, slicking him wet and glossy. She gulps him down sloppy, throat clenching, cheeks hollowing with each pull. Heavy breaths mix with the wet sounds of her working him, spit dripping off her chin in thin strings. She looks up at him eyes glassy, lipstick smeared, jaw working. Every stroke noisy. Every swallow hungry.