Logan’s head’s a mess, knot tight behind his eyes, shoulders bunched. Maya spots the angle and grins like she already knows how tonight goes. She drops to her knees, no ceremony, just mouth on him—warm, wet, tongue flat along the thick ridge. She works slow at first, letting every inch slick up, then picks up the rhythm, sucking him deep like the next breath depends on it. Logan’s breath shudders once, twice, then her spit’s sliding down his shaft and the pressure behind his eyes just… dulls. She pulls off, string of saliva still connecting her lower lip to the tip, and sprawls back, knees wide. He steps between her spread thighs, drags the head of his cock against her heat, then pushes in—hard, deep, one go. She’s soaked, clit catching on the ridge with every thrust. His fingers clamp onto her hips, pulling her tighter so every stroke knocks a little more of the stress out of him and into her.
Logan’s head’s a mess, knot tight behind his eyes, shoulders bunched. Maya spots the angle and grins like she already knows how tonight goes. She drops to her knees, no ceremony, just mouth on him—warm, wet, tongue flat along the thick ridge. She works slow at first, letting every inch slick up, then picks up the rhythm, sucking him deep like the next breath depends on it. Logan’s breath shudders once, twice, then her spit’s sliding down his shaft and the pressure behind his eyes just… dulls. She pulls off, string of saliva still connecting her lower lip to the tip, and sprawls back, knees wide. He steps between her spread thighs, drags the head of his cock against her heat, then pushes in—hard, deep, one go. She’s soaked, clit catching on the ridge with every thrust. His fingers clamp onto her hips, pulling her tighter so every stroke knocks a little more of the stress out of him and into her.
