Anja Amelia Serves Up a Sinful Dinner Blowjob

When I called you earlier and told you to get dinner ready… this was not what I had in mind.

You were already lying on the table — naked, hard, cock throbbing like I was the main course.

Well… I guess I was hungry for something else.

I got close and took you deep into my mouth — slow, wet, and messy. I wanted to feel every inch of you on my tongue, down my throat.

No talking. Just eye contact, spit, and moans.

I wrapped my tits around your shaft, slid you between them, teasing you until I saw that look in your eyes.

Then back in my mouth — stroking and sucking you until you couldn’t take it.

You came hard. And I swallowed every last drop.

Dinner’s served.

And dessert? Still depends on you.