Dance Macabre (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

He was getting close already, but he tried to keep himself from climaxing to just enjoy it a little longer.
 
How could he though when her throat and tongue felt so good? It made his climax build faster thinking about it.
 
His eyes crossed and he grabbed hold of the couch tight, panting hard as his juices dripped onto her tongue.
 
She glanced up, wondering what that sound was and seeing he was clawing the couch. She got butterflies from that and tried to work faster.
 
Back
Top Bottom