Slow tease licking his veiny cock in the locker room

She cornered him in the quiet locker room just as the last light slipped through the windows. On her knees with her top pulled low, she wasn't here to rush — she wanted to savor every second of making him hard and desperate with her mouth. Her wet tongue glided slowly over the fat swollen head and down the pulsing veins, eyes closing as she breathed him in. Fingers tightened gently around the thick shaft while soft moans vibrated against his skin, teasing out more for her slow, building feast.