With the head of Ethan's cock buried between her lips, Elena gripped her large, dark breasts.
She pressed hard, both palms pushing her huge tits together, enveloping his cock in warm, heavy flesh.
She held them there for a moment, giving her breasts a sensual shake. The dense flesh wobbled against his shaft, rippling with the motion before she released the pressure and let them bounce gently apart.
Then she did it again. And again.
A steady, slow rhythm.
Her breasts squeezed tight around Ethan's cock and released, each pulse making his member vanish between her voluminous dark orbs.
Every squeeze compressed the heavy, pliant flesh snugly around his shaft, and every release let them drop and sway with their own weight, the smooth skin brushing against him as they settled.
As she kept that rhythm, her tongue worked the tip of his cock, swirling slowly and drenching it in saliva. Her cheeks hollowed with suction.
