Glasses fog as tongue teases cock after late study

After hours buried in books, her mind foggy from late-night cramming, she slips off her clothes and kneels on the bed, glasses fogging slightly from her quickened breath. The room dim and quiet, she decides it's time to unwind, leaning in close to him with a mischievous glint in her eyes behind the frames. Her white hair falls softly around her face as she extends her pink tongue, tracing the tip of his cock in slow, deliberate circles. She savors the taste, her small breasts brushing the sheets, a soft whimper escaping as anticipation builds, her licks growing hungrier yet teasingly unhurried, drawing out every gasp from above.