Widow Sucking Dick after the Funeral of her Husband! Blow Job!

In the quiet, somber atmosphere of a funeral, a widow finds solace in the unexpected. As the guests file out, she remains behind, the weight of her loss still heavy on her heart. But then, she notices his blue. The man who can make her feel alive again. He's a stranger, but his eyes hold a familiar spark. She approaches him, her heart pounding, her desire evident. He's a stranger, but he's everything she needs. She takes his hand, leading him to a secluded room. The door closes, and the world outside fades away. She knows what she wants, and she's ready to take it. She begins to undress him, her fingers fumbling with his belt, her breath hot on his skin. He's bigger than she expected, his length impressive, his girth filling her hand perfectly. She licks her lips, a smirk playing on her mouth. She's ready for a taste. She kneels before him, her red hair cascading around his hips. She takes him into her mouth, her eyes watering as she adjusts to his size. He groans, his hands finding their way into her hair. She sucks him deep, her head bobbing up and down, her throat working to take him in. She's a natural, her mouth and tongue working in sync, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks. He's close, his breath coming in short gasps, his hips thrusting into her. She can feel his release building, his body tensing. She wants it, she wants him to come in her mouth. He explodes, his hot cum filling her throat, his groans echoing in the room. She swallows, her eyes never leaving his. She's satisfied, her desire sated, her loss momentarily forgotten. The world outside may still be gray, but in this room, it's bright and vibrant, and she's exactly where she wants to be.