Lavender's lithe form kneels before Mr. Snowe, her lips stretched wide around his girth. She takes him deep, her nose pressing into his pubic hair, her eyes welling up as she fights her gag reflex. His cock pulses, his cum erupting onto her waiting face and throat. She swallows eagerly, relishing the taste, the feel of his seed dripping down her chin, a trophy of her oral prowess.