FANTASIES AND KINKS: A Smutverse Of Dirty Sex Stories
Then at that moment, something wet presses between my thighs, causing me to jerk at the feeling.
But Lord Dane holds me tightly, pressing the... fruit against my pussy, smearing the slick mess over my folds.
I whimper, and he laughs softly, the sound so foreign and strange coming from his lips, yet beautiful that I forget I'm meant to keep my eyes lowered, raising them up to look at him.
He doesn't scold me as I feared he would, instead, he pulls the fruit from my pussy and feeds it to me, making me taste myself mixed with the fruit-------- peach's sugar.