"Open your mouth wider, Myra. That’s it," Markus growled, his voice low and commanding as he gripped her hair tightly, guiding her head towards his throbbing cock. She obeyed without hesitation, her lips parting as she took him deep into her throat, her eyes watering but never leaving his. The room was alive with the sound of heavy breathing, skin slapping against skin, and the occasional moan that escaped her lips around his length.

"Fuck, she’s good," someone murmured from behind her, their hands roaming over her bare skin, tracing the curve of her back before smacking her ass sharply. Myra gasped, the vibration around Markus’ cock making him groan in pleasure.