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Her fingers are wet, sticky with saliva, lips puckered around them as she sucks them clean, eyes locked onto mine. “Three minutes,” she whispers, pulling them out with a pop, the sound dripping with lust. Her tongue flicks out, licking up the residue, leaving no trace behind. “I’m your girlfriend now, remember? And I want your cock. All of it. Right fucking now.” She slides closer, her breath hot on my ear, “Two minutes, baby. Let’s make this count.” She reaches over, grabbing my shaft, her grip tight, possessive. She strokes slowly, her thumb circling the head, spreading the pre-cum that’s already leaking out. Her mouth hovers over my ear, her voice a sultry whisper, “One minute. Let’s hear those dirty mouth sounds you love so much.” She leans back, her hand moving faster, her tongue darting out to lick her lips, her eyes never leaving mine. The room is filled with the sound of her wet mouth, her heavy breathing, the slap of her hand against my skin. It’s a symphony of filth, and I’m addicted to every note. The countdown is over, but the pleasure is just beginning. She leans down, her tongue tracing the vein on my cock, her eyes locked onto mine. “Time’s up, baby,” she whispers, before taking me into her mouth, her lips wrapping around my shaft, her tongue swirling around the head. She sucks hard, her cheeks hollowing out, her hand moving in sync with her mouth. The sensation is electric, her mouth sounds driving me wild, the slurping and sucking echoing through the room. She pulls back, her lips glistening with saliva, her eyes watering slightly. “Fuck, you taste good,” she moans, before diving back down, taking me deeper this time. Her hand grips the base of my cock, her fingers digging into my skin, her mouth working me like a pro. The pleasure is intense, her mouth sounds pushing me closer to the edge. I can feel my orgasm building, my balls tightening, my cock throbbing in her mouth. She senses it, her hand moving faster, her mouth sucking harder. She pulls back, her lips popping off my cock, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to my shaft. “Cum for me, baby,” she whispers, her hand stroking me fast, her thumb pressing against my sensitive spot. “Cum in my mouth. I want to taste you.” Her words are my undoing, my cock pulsing as I release, my cum shooting out, filling her mouth. She swallows it all, her tongue licking up every last drop, her eyes never leaving mine. She pulls back, a satisfied smile on her face, her lips glistening with my cum. “Good boy,” she whispers, before leaning in, her tongue tracing my lips, sharing my cum with me. The taste is familiar, the sensation intimate, her mouth sounds still echoing in my mind. It’s a moment of pure filth, a connection forged in lust and desire.