'Was he always this sweet?' Arabella wondered.
No, the Ferdinand before wouldn't have said a word but would grab her and fuck her roughly shortly after. It was also pleasurable to be taken like that but she preferred this verbally expressive Ferdinand.
[I made a mess!]
Ferdinand was alarmed when he glanced down and realized that his cum was on her hands. Arabella had used her hand so it wouldn't make a mess on the couch.
"I'm so sorry. I'll wipe it with a towel," Ferdinand panicked.
"It's alright. I can also do this," Arabella licked the warm cum on her hands. "Tastes a bit salty, bitter, and sweet all at the same time."
'Did it always taste like this? It's somehow sweeter than I remember.'
[She's licking my cum?!!]
"No! You don't have to do that. It's dirty," Ferdinand materialized a towel out of nowhere and quickly cleaned her hands. His face was red with embarrassment.
"But you licked mine," Arabella tilted her head.
