Dirty Debbie

Blonde hair falls soft over bare shoulders. Slim frame, breasts small and firm, mouth already parted like she knows what’s coming. Debbie drops to her knees, takes him in one smooth motion, lips stretching around the thickness, tongue working in hungry circles. She gags once, keeps going, spit shining her chin. When he pulls free she stays right there, tongue out, eyes wide while he strokes and paints her face in thick, hot ropes. She smiles through it, letting every drop land, a soft moan slipping past her lips as the last of it drips from her jaw.