Sneaky Sky Steals A Blow Job Sub

I slipped into the room to catch Mandy. Instead I found him. Bound, blindfolded, cock already hard. Circumcised, veined, thick in a way that makes your jaw ache just looking. No sign of her. My chance. I dropped to my knees. No teasing. Straight in. Wet mouth, tight lips, tongue flicking every ridge. Slow, filthy strokes that left him twitching. Then faster, deeper, spit running down his balls. He tried to say something through the gag, but it came out broken. Good. I kept going. Edging him hard. Pull off right when his hips started to buck, wait till he calmed, then swallow him again. Over and over. My hand on his thigh, nails digging in. My tongue working the head, lips squeezing the shaft. He was shaking now. I wanted him to lose it. Wanted to steal it before she walked back in. Every muffled sound pushed me harder. I sucked like I owned him. Like his load was mine to take.