Jack’s on the couch trying to get Eva off the game. Chores are waiting, but she keeps racking up kills. A couple more minutes, she says, then she’ll trade the controller for his cock. The offer hangs there like a bonus round. Jack blinks, shrugs, and leans back, letting her win this round too. Eva drops the headset, slides between his knees, and gets busy. The game keeps playing behind them while she works her mouth. When she pulls back and strokes him with one slick hand, he grunts and shoots across her face, leaving streaks on her cheeks and lips. She grins, wipes a thumb across her mouth, and goes right back to the controller like nothing happened.
Jack’s on the couch trying to get Eva off the game. Chores are waiting, but she keeps racking up kills. A couple more minutes, she says, then she’ll trade the controller for his cock. The offer hangs there like a bonus round. Jack blinks, shrugs, and leans back, letting her win this round too. Eva drops the headset, slides between his knees, and gets busy. The game keeps playing behind them while she works her mouth. When she pulls back and strokes him with one slick hand, he grunts and shoots across her face, leaving streaks on her cheeks and lips. She grins, wipes a thumb across her mouth, and goes right back to the controller like nothing happened.
