Cumshot Cupcake

Sophia’s all tits out on his birthday. She leans in close, natural hangers staring him in the face, then drops to her knees like she’s been waiting for the whistle. That big cock springs free and she swallows it without a blink, throat rolling, spit already dripping down her chin. Cocky little grin while she sucks—slow, nasty circles with her tongue, eyes locked on his like she’s keeping score. Harder, sloppier, hands pumping the shaft that won’t fit in her mouth. His knees buckle, birthday boy lost the minute she starts gagging on purpose just to hear the sound. Every filthy slurp says she knows exactly how to wreck his day—in the best way possible.