She let out a low moan, his scent making her head spin. She drug her tongue over the shaft slowly, and if he looked down he could swear he saw hearts in her eyes.
She continued to worship his cock, and out of his peripheral vision, he could see her hips shaking more, her noises getting louder and choppy. Was she working herself?
She sat still at the base before pulling back to the tip and moving back to worship him, randomly throatfucking herself for a moment before taking in his scent again.