The beast within her awakens with the sun, her craving for cock unquenched. She finds her target, his morning wood tenting the sheets, and descends upon him like a ravenous predator. Her mouth is a furnace, her tongue a whip, as she devours his length. She's a beast, and she knows no mercy, no gentleness. She wants him hard, she wants him wild, and she wants him in her throat. He bucks against her, his body betraying his initial shock, and with a final, hoarse cry, he surrenders, his hot seed pulsing into her eager mouth. She swallows greedily, already hungry for more.