บท 195: Vůdce's Prophecy - Part【1】

My trembling fingers plunge further into my male's lush lengthy locks yanking on them with a fierceness as my nails dig into his scalp extracting a throaty aroused grunt of pleasure from my male. His darkened bewitching blues pierce my own to deliver a look overfilled with raw carnal desire whilst his avid fingertips sink into the fragile flesh of my curvy waist holding me in position to arrest the rocking of my hips.

"Oh, Phobos." I mewl out keeping my legs that dangle over his shoulders in place as he rapidly rams his filthy tongue deeper into my dripping cunt over and over again tasting my damp insides as well the tight rim of my hole until I struggle to breathe amid my lusty moans that rip past my throat. He is too good at this.