Kon whimpered as the devil circled his tongue inside him.
His stomach tightened, and his toes curled.
“Osy, I'm about to cum!”
His orgasm racked through him with a force that sent him collapsing on the bed.
His seed spewed on the blanket, leaving a mess behind as his moans increased.
The devil didn't immediately remove his tongue from Kon's arse.
He continued to lick, making it difficult for Kon's shaft to soften.
“I need you.” Kon panted.
He desperately wanted the devil to have sex with him.
The devil's tongue on him might have done the job, but it only did half of it. Now, Kon was desperate for more.
“Please, take me.” He desperately panted. “I don't want your tongue any more. I need you.”
But the devil didn't stop. He continued to lick Kon's arse as if it were his favourite type of dessert, while Kon moaned without restraints.
His breathing was too loud, it scared him.
“Please.”
