Playboy Morning Show - Episode 239

She slid down his body until her knees met the floor, taking him in her mouth without pause. Her tongue worked the underside, slow and wet, tasting salt and skin. His hand found her hair, fingers threading through as her head bobbed. She held nothing back, throat opening, nose brushing his stomach each time she took him deeper. Spit ran down her chin. She didn't wipe it away. His hips moved in short, controlled thrusts. She moaned around him, the sound low and thick. Her own hand slipped between her thighs, rubbing fast. She came once with him in her mouth, thighs shaking, then kept going. He pulled out at the last second, finishing across her lips and tongue. She swallowed what she could, let the rest streak her skin.