As the clock strikes ten, she slips into his room, eyes locked on his crotch. She climbs onto the bed, straddling him, her fingers already undoing his belt. His cock stiffens as she frees it, her soft hands wrapping around his shaft. She strokes him slowly, her thumb grazing his tip, feeling him throb. Her rhythm picks up, her grip tightening as he grows harder. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear, "You're going to cum for me, aren't you?" He nods, his hips bucking slightly as she increases her pace. She feels him tense, his cock pulsing in her hand. He lets out a low groan, his hot cum spilling over her fingers as she milks him dry.