Silver hair spills over her shoulders as she kneels on the couch, her fingers curling tight around his cock. Slow, deliberate strokes pull his length taut while her tongue flicks over the swollen head. She leans in, her lips sealing around the tip before she takes him deep into her mouth with a soft gag. His hips twitch as she works him, her other hand cupping his heavy balls. The couch cushions sink under her weight as she shifts closer, her breath hot against his skin. Every stroke gets slower, her grip tightening just before she swirls her tongue around the crown again. His cock jerks in her palm as she pulls back, her eyes locked on his face.