Naughty Angel's Blowjob Fun

Angel’s flipping through her notes on the bed when her brother’s buddy strolls in. She’s the goody-goody with straight A’s, but that outfit under the textbooks screams otherwise. Devilish grin, she plants him right at the edge of the mattress, yanks his zipper down and palms that warm cock like she’s gunning for extra credit. Slides him between glossy lips until her throat squeezes, eyes wet, gagging wet and throaty around his girth. The louder she gags, the more her free hand dives between her thighs. Two fingers disappear into her pussy, slicken, scissor, stroke, and the next breath she folds and sprays over the cushions—juices hit fabric with that delicious noise. That’s still not enough; she keeps pumping and sucking, bobbing with slick twists of her wrist and messy need, until his nuts seize and her reward masks right across her tongue, down her throat, splatters warm and thick along her flushed little cheeks.