Cum splatters across her chest as she gags, milking every last drop down his throat. Blonde hair in her face, mascara smeared from the struggle. Starts slow—hand wrapped around his shaft, lips stretched wide—but soon she’s taking it all like she’s done this before (and she has). No warning needed; just pure hunger. The couch cushions are soaked by the time he pulls out for that messy facial. She wipes her mouth with the back of her hand and grins through the cum dripping off her chin.