Lathel felt that his thing was being surrounded by Akna, and all of her gentleness and softness were being transferred to him.
Then... endless waves of lewd and stimulating sounds rang out.
The scent of their hormones mixed together filled the room.
Lathel felt pleasure for the first time while doing this. Unlike when he slept with his wife, who was a lifeless doll with disdain in her eyes.
At this moment, Akna was like a fire, burning deep into his mind.
"Young master… more… um… more… uh… don't pity me…"
Akna's words rang out, and she gasped as she spoke, accompanied by a lustful moan that made Lathel completely lose her reason.
He could no longer restrain himself, as his physical strength was now reaching its limit. His thing seemed to want to explore all of Akna's internal positions, making her moan until she was hoarse.
Their skin constantly rubbed against each other, and their sweat and saliva mixed together.
