Comment to 'Late Sinful Sunday ♡'
  • His moist appendage leisurely cascaded itself up along her moist fruit no doubt indulging in the sweet taste that followed while keeping his own eyes fixated upon her own as means to witness the obscene displayed upon her lovely face. Motions of his tongue soon quickened no doubt as means to further entice and intensify before resorting to stimulate her clit.

    "Mmm"

    • "Oh, Ulysses..." Sybil found herself softly whimpering, spilling a moan of his name as his pink muscle teased and tormented her. Her gaze clouded by the aching bliss she felt, lust overcoming her as her eyes rolled back for a moment as his tongue picked up pace. He certainly knew ow to devour her properly already with ease, leaving her moaning a soft, sweet symphony for him and him alone.