"Ashtarot, please… I need you inside me," Sarissa whimpered, her voice trembling with desperation as her body ached for release.
Ashtarot's eyes gleamed with amusement. "As much as I want to do it, I can't, Lady Sarissa," he replied, his tone smooth and teasing. "So just enjoy what I give you."
With that, he swiftly turned her body to face him, lifting her legs effortlessly as he positioned her perfectly against him.
He began to grind his cock against her wet pussy once more. His hands gripped her thighs, forcing them to clamp tightly around his throbbing shaft, creating a pressure that made them both shudder with pleasure.
"Ah, you whore, even your thigh feels good," Ashtarot groaned, his voice low and husky as he reveled in the sensation.
His lips parted slightly, a satisfied smirk playing at the corners of his mouth as he licked his lips, his eyes dark with desire.
