She starts kneeling, pink cat ears bouncing as she struggles to swallow every inch. Hands gripping his thighs, mascara smearing from the effort. Then—one shove—and he’s flat on his back while she straddles him, tits jiggling with every bounce. No finesse here, just years of practice: hips rolling slow at first, then faster until her pussy clenches around him like a vice. Blindfolded but knowing exactly what she wants—what he wants too.