Inside, he felt immense, pressing against her cheeks as she hollowed them for suction, her tongue pressing flat against the underside, cleaning with broad swipes. The vibration from her moan traveled up his length, making his balls tighten.
Xavier's hand found its way to her black hair, fingers threading through the silky strands, not guiding but holding on as waves of pleasure crashed over him.
The switch amplified everything—Celene's mouth had been tender, exploratory; Seraphina's was intense, possessive, her sucks pulling harder, coaxing fresh pre-cum to the tip.
Lustful emotions surged: a deep, aching need for them both, thoughts of how their enormous breasts swayed with their movements, how their curves called to him even now.
He felt adored, powerful, the alternation keeping him on the edge, his cock fully hard again, throbbing with renewed vigor.
