Final Friday Booty Call: Leah Makes Coach Reed Cum

Leah felt the muscles in Coach Reed's thighs tighten and his breaths grow heavier. She knew he was close. She bobbed her head up and down, taking him deeper into her throat until her lips met the base of his cock.

Coach Reed groaned loudly, his hands running through her hair.

"Fuck, Leah..." he panted, wanting nothing more than to unload in her warm, welcoming mouth. Her eyes met his with a mischievous gleam as she teased him, sucking and swirling her tongue around the sensitive spot at the tip of his cock.

Time seemed to slow while they were connected like that, the only sound being the wet slurping noises that their bodies made. It felt like everything else in the world had disappeared, leaving just his cock in her mouth. He could sense nothing else.

Leah's skillful hand movements and soft lips were sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body, as he felt the orgasm building up.