While this was all happening, Harker was also currently eating something juicy that dribbled down his lips.
Still handcuffed, Mina had positioned herself to turn away from him. Her knees rested on his chest, and she had lowered her hips down, down, down….
Until the pink fruit was hanging right over Harker's lips.
Mina wrapped her hand around the shaft and made swift motions, before using her mouth. She had become better at this. But even when she was busy servicing him, she didn't forget to sway her hips and grind her wet cunt on her lover's face.
Harker was also able to multitask just like her. Focusing on both the memory and what his body was doing. However, it was more difficult to juggle than he thought.
