"Oy! You humped too fas—!"
Foel suddenly grabbed at MF's hair like a handle, inserting her thick rod onto the pseudo-deity's mouth. The tanomobi moved a little bit closer, trying to find an angle where she could shove more part of her rod down into MF's throat.
"How does it feel!? Drinking your own medicine!"
MF couldn't even muster to take any air. She didn't need to but the foreign sensation made her instinctively feel weaker as she grabbed it tight onto the bed sheet, letting her throat got brutally defiled.
Foel messed up her partner's throat for a while before unloading a huge amount of cum. She kept jousting while the climax happened, ensuring that all of her seed went down into the tunnel before finishing it with an even deeper thrust.
