She starts slow—legs wrapped tight around his waist, grinding like she’s testing the weight of him. Then one hand shoves his face between her thighs while the other grips the back of his head. No warning, just a sharp pop as he’s buried balls-deep in her throat again and again. Spittle flies, gagging sounds fill the room. The mat shifts under them both—her knees sink into it when he flips her onto her back mid-swallow, cock still twitching inside that wet heat before pulling out with a wet squelch. She licks her lips like she’s savoring every second of this.