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The anticipation builds as she descends onto her knees, her lips parted in invitation. His cock, hard and eager, throbs in response. She takes it in her hands, guiding it to her mouth, her eyes locked onto his. With slow, calculated movements, she engulfs the head of his dick, her plump, pink lips stretching around it like a second skin. Her tongue darts out, tracing the veins that run down the length of him, as she begins to bob her head up and down. Each movement deeper, more demanding. Her breath hot against his skin. His hips begin to thrust, meeting the rhythm of her eager mouth. The room fills with the sounds of their passionate exchange. Desire pools in the depths of their gazes, and the tension between them grows thicker by the second.