Lace bra glistening from his load all night

She'd been teasing him all evening at the dimly lit party, her white lace bra peeking from her low-cut dress, whispering promises of what's to come. When they finally slipped away to the bedroom, she revealed the glistening surprise—he'd already spilled once from her slow, torturous grinding against him in the corner, and she wore his warm cum like a secret trophy on her full breasts, refusing to wipe it away. Now, on her knees, she savors the anticipation, her dark hair falling over her shoulders as she leans in closer. Her plump lips part slowly, enveloping the tip of his throbbing cock with a soft, wet suck, eyes half-lidded in building heat. His hand rests gently on her head, fingers threading through her hair, guiding her deeper inch by inch as saliva mixes with the remnants, dripping down her chin onto her heaving large breasts straining against the lace. She moans softly around him, the slow rhythm making her body tremble with rising need, drawing out every teasing stroke before the fire ignites.