Chapitre 136: Left At The Threshold. R-18.

*Slurp* *Slurp* *Slurp*

In the demarcated and remodeled part of the Time warped Chamber, Hal sat on a high-backed chair while Marla was on her knees with his Dick in her hand.

*Fap* *Fap* *Fap*

Marla stroked the tool with a reverence that did not affect the sensuality of the act. She let out her tongue and tickled the underneath, slowly licking her way to its head that was already slick with her saliva from the previous lick.

If not that she was already used to it, she might have wondered why licking this wonderful Dick did not just make her feel good, it tasted good as well.

Surely, there was no other man who could have such a sweet-tasting organ and even if there was, she had no interest in meeting them.

Her primary life goal was to one day make Hal moan and cum uncontrollably while deep inside her pussy or ass.