With nimble caresses, Yiexha positioned herself between Yroa's legs after she fully pulled down his apprentice pants, tracing her hands on Yroa's inner thighs as she held them down and spread open, worshiping the tower of her newfound curiosity.
The corrupted matter of the stilettos warped into liquid form, seeping into Yroa's legs to restrain it from moving without inconveniencing the action that she was about to perform.
She might be a lunatic cannibal but she seemed to want to take the early phase thoroughly and not just go wild like an animal.
"Mmm~" Yiexha took a whiff of the Yroa's cock. "Weird, it usually smells really fishy when I butcher this part off."
