She drops to her knees in a tight red bodysuit and takes him deep, spit running down her chin as the VR lens stays locked on her face. The camera circles while she works him with slow, wet strokes, eyes locked forward, every sloppy sound captured up close. She keeps the rhythm steady, pushing deeper until he’s throbbing against her tongue, finishing right on her lips.
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