Blue choker slut kneels and tongues veiny shaft

After a teasing text all day, she waits on her knees in the dim bedroom, silver hair cascading over her bare shoulders, the blue choker his mark of ownership snug around her neck. Nothing else but striped thigh-highs hugging her legs, her small breasts perky and exposed as she hears his key in the door, heart racing to finally serve. The moment he steps in, she leans forward, tongue darting out to trace the thick veins on his throbbing cock, lips parting to suck the swollen head with a wet pop. Her eyes flutter shut in bliss, a soft moan escaping as she works him deeper, collar shifting with each bob, saliva dripping down her chin while her hands grip his thighs, lost in the taste and the thrill of submission.