Cum drips from tongue over choker to tits

In the dim glow of her bedside lamp, she knelt alone on silk sheets, the black choker tight around her neck like a promise to herself. After hours of teasing her small breasts and slick folds, she finally let go, her body shuddering as warm cum spilled onto her waiting tongue. Eyes fluttering shut, she tilted her head back, savoring the salty drip tracing down her chin, over the leather band, pooling on her perky nipples. The moment hung heavy in the air, her soft gasp echoing softly as the viscous trails glistened on her pale skin, each drop a visual feast of release. She traced a finger through the mess on her breasts, moaning low, lost in the moody haze of her solitary indulgence, the choker a symbol of her hidden cravings finally sated.