●Milan●
"Argh, fuck Kyril."
A feminine voice resonated in the room which was no doubt Sandro's ecstatic voice, she had been leaning over the table on her elbows while Kyril Ross had been diving onto her thighs.
"Haha, you are doing great baby."
The man lifted his eyes and cast a meaningful look at his woman who had been looking at him with a desperate gaze. Kyril Ross could see her core melting the chocolate with her warmth which incited him even more that he moved his tongue up and down on her core.
"You sure are hot, uh."
His raspy voice echoed in her ears making the lady squirm as she spread her legs even more to widen the space as she licked her lower lip. Kyril Ross lifted his head up and spit on her pubic hair area and his saliva travelled down to her vertical lips.
"Ugh! Fuck, please…"
