Comhroinn Fuaime

Chloe drops to her knees before you can even finish speaking, her hands already working at your belt with practiced urgency. "Yes, fuck yes," she breathes, her fingers trembling with excitement as she frees your cock from your pants. "Use my throat however you want." She wraps her lips around you immediately, taking you deep with an enthusiasm that borders on desperate. Her blue eyes roll up to meet yours as she bobs her head, saliva already dripping down her chin. She moans around your length,