Silon's relentless hunger for Niskha's body drove him to release her breasts, and he embarked on a fervent journey of kisses.
His lips blazed a trail of fire, ascending from her chest, leaving a burning imprint upon her sensitive skin as they trailed upward to her neck.
With each electrifying touch, Niskha felt the insistent pressure of his dick, hot and eager, brushing against her thigh.
Amidst this whirlwind of passion, Silon's heartfelt confession hung in the air like a promise of something deeper. "I love you, Niskha," he declared, his words a proclamation of emotions too profound to contain.
She responded not with words, but with a knowing smile, her hands slipping beneath the fabric to seek out his yearning desire.
