Divine Academy
She moans.
When I reach up to play with her beautiful round breasts that are bouncing in my face, she slaps my hands down. "No touching."
"Kitten," I start to protest, flexing my hands, unable to be submissive a moment longer. I start to voice my opinion on the matter, but Katrina rolls her hips exactly how I like it, and I'm lost in the blissful feeling of being inside her.
"Samael," Katrina sings, pausing her movements, "I want you to fuck my mouth, and Luka, I want you to fuck Samael.