Magik Gives A Sloppy BJ While Psylocke Guides HerA

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Magik sinks to her knees, lips glistening as she teases the tip before taking him in. A soft gag escapes her throat as she swallows, saliva spilling down her chin and wetting her chest. Psylocke’s hand grips the back of her head, guiding her movements, pressing her down deeper as each bob draws muffled moans from Magik.

Her lips slide over every inch, slick and wet, with the slow pull of her tongue followed by eager, sloppy suction. Every rise and fall of her head is measured yet desperate, the sound of wet slurps filling the air. Her eyes water from the effort but her moans are full of craving, building with every tilt and glide.

Magik’s movements become faster, throat stretching to take him deeper, saliva dripping in glossy strands, cheeks hollowing with effort. Each sloppy motion echoes in the room, wet plaps mixing with her breathless gasps as she rides every inch, trembling with need and submission, completely consumed by the act.