Evelina's eyes watered, but she didn't care — all that mattered was the taste of him, the way his hot seed coated her throat and filled her belly.
Her body shuddered around his c*ck, her pussy throbbing and wet with desire.
That's when she felt his grip on her hair loosen, and he pulled his throbbing manhood out of her mouth with a wet 'plop' sound, his glistening member proudly throbbing before her — slick with her saliva and his own juices.
Evelina tipped back her head, her gaze locking onto his with pleading eyes as she licked her lips, tasting him on her tongue.
The taste was different from anything she'd ever experienced before — salty and musky with a hint of masculinity that was intoxicating. She wanted more.
Lucian smirked down at her, his eyes dark and predatory, watching as she greedily lapped at her lips, trying to capture every last drop of his essence.
