Forbidden Daddy Desires: Steamy MM
She was breaking the Master’s rules, stealing the payment before the bath was even finished, and the risk of it made the pleasure sharper, filthier.
She moved her hips, positioning her soaking, engorged pussy directly over my mouth, the weight of her forcing my head back against the stone bench. I was drowning in her, licking and sucking at her with a frantic, rhythmic energy, my tongue tracing her swollen clit while my fingers buried deeper inside her, hitting her walls with a wet, slapping sound that echoed in the steam.
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