Desmond was being so different that day, Leonor wanted to find it alarming. However, because he was him, she fell into his embrace and let him do as he pleased because she found pleasure in everything he was doing.
Even though she knew deep down that she would normally be embarrassed by the situation, she didn't have resistance as she opened her eyes to her husband's request.
He continued teasing her with his fingers while still sliding his manhood in and out of her, ensuring she was feeling every inch of him.
"You're the one looking so hungry… ah!" she cried out, unable to keep herself together.
"My favorite food has been offered to me," he whispered. "What do you expect?"
If he could do what they were doing instead of eating, he certainly would. Even though she was the one eating him, he felt full.
He couldn't speak anymore as he bit her neck and shoulder, but his eye remained on the reflection.
