In the early hours, she takes him deep, her skilled tongue swirling around his thickness. He groans, fingers entwined in her hair, guiding her pace. She teases his tip, then takes him whole, her mouth a warm, wet haven. He pulls out, flips her over, and enters her from behind, her moans muffled by the pillow. Their bodies slap together, sweat beading, as he pounds her into submission.