Camila hesitantly obeyed, her trembling lips parting as she extended her tongue, the small pink muscle quivering slightly in the cool air of the room. Her cheeks flushed a deep crimson, embarrassed yet curious about what came next.
"J-Just like this?" Camila asked with her fleshy tongue sticking out in an erotic manner.
"Yes, just like that, Camila." Kafka approved, his gaze flicking down to admire her outthrust tongue. "Now, lean forward and lick me clean, Camila. Start from the base and work your way up...Be thorough, and make sure you taste every inch of me."
Camila's heart raced as she slowly leaned forward, her eyes locked onto Kafka's face as she began to tentatively lick his hard length.
Lick~
She started at the thick root, her small tongue flicking out to lap at the clear liquid that had beaded at the tip.
