What the fuck are you doing licking my pussy youre not my bf

In a dimly lit room, a woman sits on a leather chair, legs spread wide. Her head tilts back as a stranger kneels before her, tongue flicking expertly over her swollen clit. Moans escape her lips, mixing with the sound of wet kisses as he laps at her pussy relentlessly. Her fingers grip the chair’s edges, knuckles white as pleasure surges through her body. The stranger’s hands grip her thighs, holding her firmly in place as his tongue delves deeper, tasting every inch of her sensitive flesh. Her back arches, pushing her hips closer to his face as the intensity builds, each lick pushing her closer to the edge.