Suspended Edging

Naked and hanging in rope, Derek's cock stands stiff while Jewelz Blu circles him like trouble on high heels. She drags her nails down his chest, cups his balls in her mouth, and strokes him slow until his breath turns ragged. She stops. Hard. He strains against the knots, but she’s already gone. Later he’s spread out on the bedframe, wrists and ankles pinned wide. Jewelz peels off what’s left and lowers her fat ass onto his face, daring him to lick. He catches a nipple when she leans forward, then she drags her wet slit along his shaft, up and down, making him ask for it. She sinks onto him—tight, sudden—and rides like she’s punishing him. Right at the edge she pulls off, grabs the Hitachi, pins it to his taint while her throat swallows him whole. Then she presses it to her own clit and comes loud, hips jerking above his mouth. In one motion she spins into a sixty-nine, smothering him with that thick ass while she sucks him greedy and deep. When she finally mounts him again she fucks faster, meaner, every bounce a question he answers with begging. He’s right there, every muscle twitching, waiting for the word.