At the very same moment, Emma's soft and delicate hands had already peeled off John's underwear, gripping the stoutly standing dragon, carelessly pulling it towards her own lower body.
John smirked, rubbing his penis up and down, left and right, while his other hand continued to gently stroke her belly and chest.
Emma once again closed her eyes and hugged the pillow, biting a corner of the pillow with her lips as her head swayed side to side.
From time to time, John let the head of his penis collide and contact her clitoris, eliciting different sounds from her mouth.
"...Hngh...ah..."
Slowly, John moved his massive dragon to the flowing wet spot, following the flow of her juices, he moved his penis back and forth, and before long, the dragon's head was covered in slippery fluid.
John knew the time was ripe, he probed forcefully at the flowing spot, not getting in, but she let out a yelp and pulled her buttocks back a little.
