A feeling of both melting and warmth runs through his nerves to his brain, pushing him to push a small erratic moan.
Even after swallowing up his cock completely, Nel continued to exert her weight on him; as if she ignored that her master's bat is all gone into her.
At this moment, a sudden reality hit her mind. She realized that the pain she feared so much was not so strong.
Although the pain is present, the feeling of fulfillment and pride she feels oppresses this pain, making it better bearable.
Isaac also smirked, but his smile could only be lascivious because of his hazy consciousness. "What's up?" He asks, noticing Nel peeking at him.
"Can-can I...kiss...you?" Her voice barely came out of her throat when she asked this question.
Isaac puts his wet hand on her cheek and tickles her lips with his thumb while smiling with care.
