The rustling leaves and chirping birds provide a natural soundtrack to the wet, slurping sounds of Anacrane's eager mouth working Bencrane's thick cock. She takes him deep, her nose pressing into his pubic hair as she gags slightly, tears streaming down her face. She loves the challenge, loves the feeling of him stretching her mouth and throat. Bencrane's groans echo through the forest as Anacrane's head bobs, her spit and his pre-cum mixing, creating a slick, sloppy mess. He warns her, and she pulls back, her tongue outstretched, ready to catch his load. He spurts, coating her tongue, her lips, her chin. She licks it all up, savoring the taste of him as she swallows.