Damien lapped up her pussy juices as they flowed out of her, feeling the warmth radiating from her loins. He loved the taste and scent of them. It was addicting.
Finally, Lilith released his hair and sat up straight, panting hard. She looked at him, her eyes glistening with sweat as she smiled.
"That was amazing," she whispered. Damien smiled back at her, kissing her forehead.
She kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you."
After pleasing her, he stood up. His raging boner was threatening to tear his trousers off.
"We'd better get that taken care of," Damien said, pointing down below at his cock.
Lilith chuckled. "You don't have to say it twice."
She sat straight and started to unbuckle his belt while he took off his shirt. She quickly pulled down his trousers and the moment she did that, his raging and pulsing cock rested on her face.
She winced back as the hot rod pulsed in front of her face.
