Do as she says

You can feel your heart thumping in your throat, chest tightening with every breath you take as you stare at her cock—massive, throbbing and impossible to ignore. It commands your attention, every thick vein pulsing with need. Your eyes dart down to the swollen sweat-slicked sack hanging heavy as it tightens with each needy twitch of her cock. Your heart pounds wildly in your chest like a drumbeat. The command hangs in the air, clear and undeniable. Your fingers tremble slightly as they reach out, inching toward her, hesitant but compelled by something deeper. Her scent fills your nostrils once more as you inch closer to that loose sack—rich, musky, intoxicating—pushing you further into submission.

You lean in, the tip of your tongue just barely grazing the underside of her sack. The taste of built-up sweat coats your tongue, salty and musky, sharp and intoxicating. The skin is warm and taut beneath your lips. The sensation sends a shudder through your body as you start to move, slow and tentative, your tongue sweeping across the smooth skin of her hefty sack savoring every curve and ridge as her sack contracts, pulling closer to her body.

Her fingers drum against the wall again, the sound a reminder of her lack of patience. "Faster," she commands, voice a low rumble. The authority in her words has you quickening your pace, urging your tongue to swirl faster and pressing closer, working her heavy sack with fervor. The more you give, the harder hips press against the wall, a subtle sign of approval, and you’re emboldened savoring the heavy weight of her balls resting on your tongue.

“Good,” she murmurs, her voice deepening with approval. “Wrap your lips around my balls. Suck'em”

Your body responds instinctively, hands now bracing against the stall as you open your mouth, lips wrapping around her swollen nuts in a seal, each lap of your tongue followed by the gentle suck of her balls, every so often releasing them with a loud, obscene—POP!—before taking her fat sack in your mouth again, letting her taste fill your senses and overpower you. The way she guides you, the praise in her voice, it's addictive and intoxicating. Her cock throbs above you, leaking steadily, a drop of precum trailing down as you worship her with your mouth.

She shifts, her hips moving, urging you to take her cock in hand whilst you service her hanging nuts. You stroke and lick together, her cock pulsing in your grasp. You stroke her slowly, savoring each ridge and vein beneath your fingers as your tongue continues to dance over her balls. You’re lost in the rhythm of it, thoughts blurring together, only the sound of her low growls of approval and the soft slap of her body against the wall filling the air. It spurs you on, makes you ****, no, need to hear more of her please grunts and growls, to feel her react to you.

Her cock twitches in your grasp, leaking steadily now, a bead of precum gathering at the tip before dripping down onto your knuckles as you stroke her rugged length, warm and slick, her precum coats your fingers, warm and slick, making each stroke glide effortlessly. You can’t help yourself—you lift your gaze, eyes tracing the length of her pillar of cock, her abs tightening with each shuddering breath. God, every inch of her was built to be worshiped.

"You’re doing well," she purrs, and you can feel her try to shift closer, the heat of her cock radiating in your hands as you struggle to grasp her full girth. "But I want more. You want to taste me, don’t you? Let’s see how far you can take me."

The words send a shiver racing down your spine. You don’t let out a sound, nodding to yourself at most, trying to encourage yourself for the task. You lean in to press a kiss to the base of her cock, lips dragging teasingly along her as you slowly work your way up. Her breath hitches, a sharp intake of air that makes your heart race. Her cock twitches again, bumping against your cheek, heavy and demanding, the brief touch dragging a string of precum across your cheek.

Her fingers curl against the stall, knuckles whitening. “Open wide,” she commands, her voice firm. “I want to feel that pretty throat of yours around my cock.”