Evian picked up on Frida's self-gratification happening just a few feet away from him. A smile played at his lips as he cast a side-eye look at the Lordess whose fingers were merely a placeholder that could not give her what she sought from him.
Evian would have continued to observe had Yvette not delivered a particularly hard suck that caused him to flinch and groan as he raised both his hands and placed them on her head to hold her in place as she licked and sucked any cum residue that still specked his incredible rod.
When she had sucked and swallowed all there was to suck and swallow, she let herself follow Evian's directions that pulled her to her feet and deposited her on the large desk- her thighs spread by default.
