Pleasure From Above

Giovanni settled into the armchair without a thought. Above him, a beautiful brunette was already watching. Ara Addams saw her man from the floor above and felt the heat rush straight between her legs. She couldn’t stay still. She climbed down, hungry for his taste. She dropped to her knees and took his cock into her mouth, slow and sure, like she’d been dreaming of it all day. Her lips wrapped tight, tongue working every inch as she sucked him deep. Giovanni’s head fell back. Ara moved with purpose, bobbing her head in a steady rhythm, moaning low in her throat every time she felt him twitch against her tongue. She looked up at him while she sucked, dark hair falling around her face, eyes half-closed with pleasure. Every wet slide of her mouth made him harder, and she took him all the way until her lips pressed against his skin. No hesitation, no rush—just her mouth doing exactly what it wanted. Pleasure from above, delivered on her knees.