Growling in satisfaction as she cradled him skillfully. Fingers rubbed all the pulsating nerves, which started to move like a pecking bird's head.
His face did not show significant changes, even though he did. A muffled moan, which wriggled like a lithe snake. When she pressed him enthusiastically, the surge in his chest was pressing hard, like exploding hot springs flowing all over his body.
"Lyra!" he hissed silently, his eyes barking like a stray dog. The dimness of the room was like hugging him, flicking, and stinging the hidden sensitive parts. His fingers rested on her head as the cavity swallowed his, toying with the waves and mucus.
Tongue who couldn't stop working, cooperated with the other walls to suck until the throat, slamming into the depths, making him stretch his arms out feeling strong and powerful.
