She stretched her hand towards the towering organ, firmly wrapping her fingers around it.
Damien grunted slightly at her touch, especially at how warm her fingers were.
Even though her hands were filled with calluses from the many heard of butchering she had done, they were still very soft, especially as they were wrapped on his dick.
"Yeah, like that." he calmly gave orders, looking down at the woman, who was now cock-drunk.
"Now continue stroking it."
Sophie nodded, and as he instructed, she slowly slid her hand all the way up to the tip, before sliding them back down.
A bit of precum leaked from the slit of Damien's cock, which she used as lube to help her hand slide even smoother.
Her face twitched, her eyes widening at the scent of the precum.
It made her sense go haywire, and at that moment, Damien's precum seemed almost like water after hours without one in the desert.
Her tongue flicked up, lapping up the next scoop that gathered around the tip of his cock.
