ElisTeilor, the romantic teen, believes in setting the mood. As her lover wakes, she's already on her knees, her big, firm tits pressed against his thigh. She leans in, her breath warm on his morning wood. She takes her time, licking his balls, her tongue tracing the veins on his shaft. She teases him, her lips brushing against his cock, her tongue flickering out to taste him. Finally, she takes him in, her mouth a warm, wet heaven. She sucks and licks, her hand working in tandem, her other hand cupping his balls, her fingers gently squeezing.