Paul's cock is rock hard, ready to burst, as Gemmagomory's skilled mouth works its magic. Her head bobs up and down, her tongue swirling around his sensitive tip, causing him to groan in pleasure. She takes him deep, her nose pressing against his belly, before pulling back, leaving a trail of saliva. Paul's hands tangle in her hair, guiding her movements, as he fucks her mouth with increasing urgency. The sound of wet, squelching noises fills the room, a symphony of Gemmagomory's enthusiasm and Paul's pleasure.