Davis raised his head from her soft neck and looked at Bylai Zlatan's melted expression. Her tongue was slightly out, and drool kept spilling out from her luscious mouth, staining her tantalizing lips as it flowed down her chin.
He leaned and extended his tongue out, licking the drool on her chin before licking all the way up to her lips, locking lips with her, fiercely sucking on her salivating yin essence.
He was not gentle but rough because this was a punishment, but unexpectedly Bylai Zlatan used her tongue to wrap around his invading tongue. Whether she was doing it subconsciously or not didn't matter, but Davis kissed her heavily and began to thrust his three fingers into her wet hole again.
It was a squelching mess, lines of wetness spreading all over her inner thighs.
