Hungry teen

Lulu’s still fresh. Eighteen. She knows more about books than bodies, yet she shows up at his place determined to prove she can keep up. Her mouth takes him first—slow at first, then greedy—until the ache between her legs starts to win. When she turns around and offers the tight, untouched ring she’s been saving, she does it without hesitation. Every inch that slides in makes her breath catch, but she stays steady, letting him stretch her open until he finally pulls out and paints her flushed face. She smiles through the mess, already wondering what she’ll try next.