Slow cafe table blowjob tease with guiding hand

After their steamy coffee date lingered too long in the dimly lit cafe, she couldn't resist anymore, sliding her chair back and parting her lips for him right there at the wooden table. Bottomless under her tight red top, her large breasts strain against the fabric as she kneels slightly, the thrill of the empty space around them heightening every slow breath. His hand rests gently on her auburn hair, guiding without force, as she teases the tip with her warm tongue, building the ache between them. Her eyes lock on his, fluttering with anticipation, while she takes him deeper inch by inch, soft whimpers escaping as her lips stretch around his thickness. The faint slurp of her mouth working him echoes softly, her hands gripping the table edge for balance, tits bouncing lightly with each deliberate bob, drawing out the heat until he's throbbing against her throat.