Julie locked her legs around my lower back like iron bars—ankles crossed tight, heels digging into my ass cheeks—trapping me inside her completely, no escape.
"I'm gonna make you cum without moving…" she whispered against my neck, voice dark and triumphant. "Just feel me… just let my pussy milk you dry… no thrusting… just my cunt owning your cock…"
I gasped—"Aah… fuck… Julie… so tight… choking it…!"
She clenched deliberately—her vaginal walls rippling and squeezing around my buried cock in slow, torturous pulses.
Every time she tightened, it felt like a hot, velvet fist gripping the base and sliding upward, milking me from root to tip in a slow, rolling wave.
Then she released—just enough to let me feel the silky drag of her inner walls—before clenching again, harder, deeper, her cervix fluttering against the sensitive head like a hungry little mouth.
