In a cloak of secrecy, she arrives, uninvited, her mission clear. She wants him, hard and ready, and she's not waiting. Kneeling, she guides him out, her eyes locked onto his, a challenge accepted. Her mouth opens, engulfing him, her tongue dancing, swirling, teasing. She's a master, her pace relentless, taking him deep, deeper than he thought possible, her throat convulsing around him, her eyes never leaving his, until she finally, slowly, pulls back, leaving him gasping, spent, and surprised.