Archer's Sunny Facial

A sun-drenched beach walk leads me straight into red-hot trouble. Archer, fiery hair, emerald bikini, eyes that promise filthy things, accepts my lunch invite and soon confesses she’s a professional tease. Back at my place the music drops, her hips roll, and my cock strains against my shorts. She sinks to her knees with a wicked smile, wrapping wet lips around me, tongue flicking every throbbing vein until I’m leaking pre-cum. I grab her auburn locks, thrust deep, watching her mascara run as she gags and moans like a good little slut. One last pump and I glaze her sun-kissed cheeks, ropes of warm jizz dripping off her chin while she licks every drop clean.