Red heels drop after dinner for slow, deep suck

After a candlelit dinner, she couldn't wait any longer, slipping off her dress but keeping her red heels on as she guided him to the bed. Kneeling before him, her small breasts rising with each breath, she leaned in close, her warm breath teasing his skin in the dim light. Her soft lips parted, enveloping him slowly, tongue swirling gently as she hummed a low, intimate moan. Eyes fluttering up to meet his from below, her hand rested firmly on his thigh, pulling him deeper with a charged whisper of pleasure that made his body tense in ecstasy.