Lucy, the raven-haired vixen, is on her knees, her plump lips stretched wide to accommodate the thick rod before her. She sucks with a hunger that's almost feral, her cheeks hollowing as she creates a tight vacuum. Her hand, slick with spit, pumps the base, matching the rhythm of her mouth. She gazes up, her eyes filled with lust, as she brings her partner closer to ecstasy.