Long brown hair cascading over chest, eyes squeezed shut as thick shaft slides past lips. Bedroom couch creaks under weight of her body. She takes every inch, head bobbing low, tongue working overtime. Swallows deep, throat muscles pulsing. Couch cushions flatten under her weight. Thick thighs squeeze around his hips as he pounds face. No mercy, no lube — just raw, wet sounds echoing through the room. She does not blink, does not stop, throat raw but eyes still locked on his shaft. When he finally pulls out, she licks every drop from her lips.
