"More! More! Love me with your tongue even more, master!" Nova Snow's voice echoed through the room, her words laden with desire and urgency.
Her cries of passion filled the air, disregarding the presence of any onlookers, including the lone spectator who observed their fervent coupling, and the elderly servant Kaelen, who likely bore witness to her uninhibited ecstasy.
Lost in the rapture of the moment, Nova's entire being was consumed by her carnal cravings, her thoughts solely fixated on the intoxicating pleasure coursing through her.
As the sensation of tongue-fucking engulfed her, Nova found herself overwhelmed by its intensity, a mere precursor to the depths of ecstasy she yearned to explore.
With each flick of her lover's tongue, she surrendered further to the throes of passion, reveling in the primal connection they shared.
