Late Sinful Sunday ♡
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The God Master
He growls hungrily, his bulge growing, pulsating, throbbing from seeing such a fertile hole in need of being filled to the brim. Nngh...you fucking horny bitch.
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"Oh, hush... You love how horny I am." She giggled, gently swaying her hips to wiggle her holes before him in a teasing manner.
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💎 The God Master
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In reply to Sybil Cordova
You better be fucking ready for what's coming to you. You're getting everything without restraint!
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"I would hope so~"
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Demon Lord
The things I will do to you Sybil.~
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I wanna bury my head there.~
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"Dessert."
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Sybil watched that smirk across his features as she watched his eyes take in what she was offering before they connected once more. A small close lipped grin welcomed itself upon her plush lips as she waited, his hands upon her flesh and spreading her wider, his thumbs making home close enough to feel her sweet nectar that was beginning to pool in a puddle beneath her. She couldn't pull her eyes from him, watching as he leaned in.
"Ah~!"
A moan spilled from he. The moment his tongue dragged along her dripping slit, he had her already begging for more.
"Please... More~"
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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"
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"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.
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"Mm..Up for another round? I don't think either of us are satisfied yet.." He chuckles, admiring the position she is in.
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“My… come. If you aren’t satisfied, I am not doing my job right. Do more than just admire. I like when a man is hands on.”
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"That so?" He grins as he comes behind her, lifting her so her back is pressed against his chest. His hands exploring every inch of her figure. Grinding against her slowly, "I could say the same for myself if you're eager just as me...We won't stop until we pass out together."
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