"Oh… Aerus, my darling!" Lia's hands seemed to want to claw at the wall, although in the end she just wrung her fingers there. Her body arched forward, thrusting her chest deeper into the softness of Prince Aerus' tongue. When the bit hit, Lia gave a very long shriek, then held her arch closer, her head lifted wider.
Lia's breath catches, in the middle of Prince Aerus' hands that followed the print of the mound. Pressing and massaging, cradling and touching, while his tongue and teeth were still spoiling on Lia's peak.
Seeing Lia's chest rose and fell, made the man even more passionate to provide service. His kisses went down to the creases of her chest, slid down to her stomach, and had long kisses. Feeling the deep hollow and seducing her, Prince Aerus caressed the fat behind Lia's body, stroking and also massaging.
