Daydream

Iris Leon plants herself on a bench in broad daylight. Sun on her bare thighs, legs spread. She sees Damion Dayski and drops to her knees right there in the grass. No warm-up. She pulls his cock out and swallows half of it in one go, throat closing around the shaft. Spit runs down her chin and drips onto her bush while she works him deeper. He grabs a fistful of her dark hair and fucks her mouth in steady strokes. Every time his head hits the back of her throat she gags but keeps taking more. Saliva shines on her lips. She looks up at him with wet eyes and keeps bobbing, faster now, jaw stretched wide. When he starts to pulse she seals her mouth tight around the head and takes every drop straight down her throat. She pulls off only when he’s finished, strings of spit and cum still connecting her mouth to his cock. Breathless. Satisfied. The park stays quiet around them.