Post-ride tease on the mat turns into slow mouth worship

After riding him slow and deep on the living room floor until her moans turned to breathless whimpers, she slides down onto her stomach on the soft purple mat, her bare ass curving up invitingly. Exhausted but craving more, she turns her head, eyes half-lidded with lingering heat, and parts her lips to take him in gradually, tongue swirling teasingly around the tip as his hand rests gently on her dark hair, guiding without rush. The anticipation builds as she works him inch by inch, her full breasts pressing into the mat, soft gasps escaping between licks, her body still tingling from the ride, drawing out every sensation until he's throbbing against her tongue, the room filled with her slow, deliberate sucks and his low groans.