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Black Lynn's hooded eyes lock onto Simon Winternight's as she takes his substantial length into her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue dances along his veined shaft, teasing him, while her hand strokes in rhythm. She gazes up at him, her lips stretched around his thickness, before taking him deep, her nose brushing his pubic hair. The intimate connection is shattered only when he explodes, filling her mouth. She swallows greedily, licking her lips, her eyes never leaving his.