Hot brunette sucks friend’s huge dick outside her car in public after party [Blowjob]

The night was a sweltering mess, the kind where the air thickens with every breath, and the shadows seemed to writhe with a life of their own. She leaned against the hood of her car, the metal warm beneath her palms, and stared at the monster in his jeans. His cock was a beast, thick and throbbing, straining against the denim. She could see the wet spot where his precum had already soaked through, a dark stain spreading like a fever dream. “Fuck, you’re huge,” she muttered, her voice a husky whisper in the night. She reached out, her fingers trembling slightly as she unbuttoned his pants, the zipper a harsh rasp in the silence. His cock sprang free, hot and heavy in her hand, veins pulsing like a heartbeat. She licked her lips, her tongue tracing the curve of her mouth, and then she was on her knees, her mouth open wide, ready to take him deep. The first taste of him was electric, a jolt of pure lust that shot through her body. She gulped him down, her cheeks hollowing out as she sucked him hard, her head bobbing in a frenzy. The streetlights cast a dim glow, but it was enough to see the raw hunger in her eyes as she deepthroated him, her nose buried in his pubes, saliva dripping down her chin. She pulled back, gasping for air, but only for a second before she was diving back in, her hand wrapped around the base of his shaft, jerking him off in sync with her mouth.

Her friends watched from the shadows, their eyes wide with lust and envy. They could hear the wet sounds of her blowjob, the slurping and gagging as she took him deeper and deeper. The night was filled with the symphony of her debauchery, the occasional car passing by oblivious to the filthy scene unfolding in the darkness. She didn’t care, lost in the moment, her body aching with need. She could feel his cock swelling, his breaths coming in short, sharp gasps. She knew he was close, and she wanted it all. She wanted to taste his cum, to feel it hot and thick down her throat. She redoubled her efforts, her head moving faster, her hand jerking him harder. And then, with a roar that echoed through the night, he came, his cock pulsing as he shot his load down her throat. She swallowed every drop, her eyes watering, but she didn’t stop, didn’t slow down until she had milked him dry. She pulled back, her lips swollen and glossy, a thin strand of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock. She smiled, a dirty, satisfied grin, and licked her lips, savoring the taste of him.