Red gloves and no panties after the party

Back from the party she wore that tiny skirt with no panties underneath, the ache between her thighs impossible to ignore anymore. Now she's on top of him in the dim bedroom, red gloves gripping his shaft as she slides her glossy lips down his cock. Her eyes flutter shut in the exact frame where she takes him to the root, tongue working the underside while spit drips down his balls onto his pubic hair. One red-gloved hand stays planted on his chest for balance, the other tangled in her silver hair as he guides her rhythm. The wet sounds of her eager mouth fill the quiet room while her heavy tits press against his thighs. She pulls back just enough to catch her breath, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to his glistening head, eyes half-lidded with raw hunger before she dives down again.