Brunilove's eyes gleam with mischief as she crawls between Deepvane's legs, his morning wood already tenting the sheets. She takes him in her hand, guiding his substantial length into her waiting mouth. Her tongue flicks out, licking the tip, teasing, before she takes him deep, her eyes watering as she struggles to take him all. She gags, pulling back, but immediately plunges down again, her eagerness evident. Deepvane's groans fill the room, and Brunilove knows he's close. She looks up, her eyes meeting his, as he spills his load into her mouth, watching as she swallows every drop.