Kneeling suck after he walks in, shirt up and nipples hard

In the dim glow of the apartment window, shadows play across her flushed skin as she kneels before him, black t-shirt hiked up to bare her pert breasts, nipples stiffening in the cool air. His hand tangles in her dark waves, guiding her closer after a long day apart— she couldn't wait, dropping to her knees the moment the door clicked shut, eager to taste him and melt the tension. Her full lips stretch around his thick shaft, eyes fluttering up through smudged liner as she takes him deeper, tongue swirling over his heavy balls with wet, rhythmic sucks. The muffled moans escape her throat, vibrating against him, her body rocking slightly as she works him hungrily, the framed intensity building in the quiet room.