Backstage with Kira

Backstage, Kira waits. Blonde hair loose, mouth already wet. She drops to her knees and pulls Zensa’s cock free, licking once, slow and deliberate, before she slides her lips all the way down. She works with both hands and tongue, hungry, sucking deep until spit runs over her fingers. She pauses only to smile, then swallows him again, throat tight, eyes on him. When she pulls off she strokes him hard and fast, keeping him slick and throbbing, hungry for the next thrust.