Dark basement kneel deepthroats him needy

The basement lights buzzed overhead as I knelt on the cold concrete, my red camisole slipping off one shoulder, heart pounding from the thrill of sneaking down here after hours. I needed him so bad, my lips parting hungrily as I took his thick cock deep into my mouth, feeling it stretch my throat while my watery eyes locked on his, begging for more. My cheeks hollowed with each needy suck, tongue swirling desperately around his shaft, the wet slurps echoing in the dim corridor. I gripped his thighs, pulling him closer, my body aching with ownership as I worked him harder, lost in the filthy rhythm until he throbbed against my tongue.