Davis reached out both his hands and grabbed hold of her twin tails near the base of her root, bobbing her up and down on his rock-hard member.
"Urgh~" Even as he forced the rhythm, her tongue never stopped its devoted work, flattening and lapping and swirling every time her lips slid back up, the wet sounds filling the quiet hall in shameless, echoing gulps. He thoroughly enjoyed the heat of her soft mouth and the eager scrape of that slick tongue despite it already being roughly the thirtieth time he would be shooting into her, his hips shifting forward while he watched her crimson eyes stay fixed upward in obedient reverence.
His breath grew uneven as pleasure coiled tighter.
He trembled when the first thick pulse surged forth, gripping her ponytails firmly so she could not pull away, "Esvele, accept your Master's yang essence with grace and be thankful forever."
"Mhm!"
Esvele readied herself when the warning came.
