It lasted less than a song but at least she blew him

She popped his vergota in under 90 seconds—less time than her favorite trap song. No foreplay, no sweet talk, just a hungry morrita on her knees, sucking like her life depended on it. He came hard, spit on her face, and walked off like she was just a snack. She wiped her mouth, smirked, and slid back into her jeans. Tinder match? Nah. Just another quickie before her next class.