Indigo Dances, clad in nothing but a leather corset and heels, towers over Rome Major, who eagerly awaits her command. She runs her fingers through his hair, guiding him to her aching pussy. Rome Major's tongue darts out, licking and sucking, his enthusiasm evident. Indigo's hips buck, driving her pussy onto his face. She grinds against him, her wetness coating his chin. Rome Major's tongue delves deeper, his mouth opening wide to take her in, his nose pressed against her clit. Indigo watches, her eyes filled with lust, as Rome Major's head bobs up and down, giving her the oral worship she deserves.