Aries was a walking flame, with fiery brunnette hair and a body to match. Her curves were ample and inviting, drawing in men like moths to a blaze. But it was her insatiable hunger for oral pleasure that truly set her apart.
From the moment she laid eyes on him, Aries knew she had to have Ron on his knees. She watched, smirking, as he fumbled with his zipper, his cock springing free in eager anticipation. “Get on your knees,Ron,” she commanded, her voice husky with desire.
As his tongue danced across her pussy, Aries threw her head back, her nails digging into his scalp. “Don’t stop,” she panted, her hips grinding against his face. “Make me come all over that pretty mouth.”
Ron obliged, his tongue stroking her clit with expert precision. Aries’s climax built, her thighs tensing around his ears, until finally, she shattered, screams of ecstasy echoing through the room. As she rode out her high, Aries gazed down at Ron, her eyes gleaming with satisfied approval. “Now that’s what I call a warm-up,” she chuckled, before dragging him up to ravage her lips in a searing kiss.