Dim apartment kneel after shift turns into deep throat glow

In the dim, peeling-walled apartment they called home, shadows danced across the wooden floor as she returned from her late shift, the thrill of the day still buzzing in her veins. The air hung heavy with anticipation; she'd texted him hints all afternoon, promising to make it worth the wait. Now, shedding her outer layers but keeping the teal bikini top that hugged her pale skin, she dropped to her knees on the soft rug, her brown hair falling forward like a curtain. From above, the view captured her glowing lips parting wide, enveloping his thick cock in a slow, deliberate slide. Her hands gripped firmly at the base, stroking in rhythm as soft moans escaped, the wet sounds echoing softly against the rundown walls. She worked him deeper, eyes fluttering shut in bliss, her body arching subtly with each bob, chasing the heat building between them.