Liend's hand shifted, his fingers slowly gliding over the bunched-up fabric of her skirt at her waist—tracing downward, toward her hips.
Kiana hissed, a moan slipping through her breath as his hand found bare skin—cool to the touch. He exhaled sharply, breath catching in his throat as his fingers met the warmth of her body.
Her head tilted, hair cascading to the side as she leaned in closer—lips grazing his.
Her voice trembled when it came, soft and breathy, as her hands gently caressed his face.
And then, in a whisper, low and easy, she spoke into him.
"That's right..." she hissed, her voice trembling just before his eyes as she captured his now-moist lips with her own—mixing her saliva with his in a messy, breathless kiss.
A moan broke from her throat, ragged and needy, her voice slipping out in gasps—low, desperate.
"That's right, Liend..." she whispered, her words fraying at the edges with heat."Use Mommy to your desire... move those hips... feel good."
Her voice came out in husky bursts, carried on shallow, quivering breaths.
"Come on, Liend… Mommy wants this…" she whispered, gliding her fingers gently along his face—tracing down his neck, then back up again, slow and deliberate.
She writhed atop him, her waist trembling with anticipation. Her hips hovered just above his, suspended—waiting—his hands resting on them, motionless, craving a single command.
Their mouths met again.
Kiana's tongue pushed forward, rolling deep into his mouth. Liend's tongue retreated at first—caught off guard—instinctively pressed back, not meeting her advance.
Kiana moaned softly into him, a hum vibrating through her breath as she flicked her tongue against his—teasing, coaxing it forward, demanding it respond.
She licked along the inside of his mouth, slow and deliberate, then hissed softly as she began to pull back.
Her lips parted with a warm, plush exhale—thick with the heat of their shared breath and the slick mix of their saliva.
Kiana withdrew, her tongue sliding out slowly—warm, slippery, coated in their mingled taste.
Then, with a soft slurp, she sucked the lingering moisture from his mouth—drawing it back into her own, savoring him.
"Don't pull back…" she hissed, warm breath spilling from her lips."Push your tongue out, Liend."
Her voice was soft but commanding, laced with heat.
She slid her tongue across her lips, licking away the last traces of his saliva—savoring the taste, flicking her tongue clean.
Then, slowly, her fingers traced along his mouth—gentle, deliberate—parting his lips with care. One by one, her fingertips slipped inside, brushing past his teeth—hard, slick, sensitive to every touch.
Gulp~
Liend swallowed hard, his throat twitching with the motion.
Kiana smiled, her fingers sliding deeper into his mouth—slowly, purposefully—until her fingertip touched something slick, wet… undeniably coated in saliva.
Her smile deepened.
A soft, satisfied exhale slipped past her lips as she leaned in, breath curling in the cold air between them. Her mouth parted—warm words forming beneath the hush of her breath, deliberate and low.
"Let Mommy show you how to kiss... what a woman like me really—likes."
Her smile twisted—mischievous, feral—its edges curling with a glint of unspoken need.
Kiana's lips stretched wide, as she held firm—fingers slick with saliva, nails gliding up with slow, deliberate drag.
Liend grunted under his breath.
Kiana tugged, gently at first—then with more intent—pulling his tongue forward. Her expression grew wilder with each inch, her feral smile deepening as she stretched his tongue as far as she could.
Liend's eyes locked onto the sight—his tongue extended, helpless, as Kiana hovered just in front of it. Her gaze gleamed with dangerous playfulness, and that smile—quiet, wicked, in control—stirred something deep inside him.
Something he hadn't known was there.
Liend's heart skipped a beat as Kiana inched closer, her face drawing nearer to his—bit by bit. With each passing breath, her scent became clearer, warmer, more overwhelming.
She paused in front of him, brushing aside the strands of hair that had fallen across her face. Her lips parted as she exhaled—warm breath spilling directly onto his outstretched tongue.
Goosebumps prickled across his skin.
Her breath—soft and humid—washed over him.And Liend's tongue, exposed and sensitive, felt every ripple of it.
The warmth of her breath lingered—sweet and syrupy, just like her.
Liend's mouth filled with saliva, more than usual—his body reacting before he could think.
He tried to swallow, to push it back down—but just as he did, Kiana noticed.
She caught it—caught the twitch of his throat—before he could gulp it.
His eyes widened as she leaned in, lips slowly parting.
Her tongue emerged—slow, deliberate, and daring.
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Liend's eyes widened as Kiana leaned in, lips parting slowly, her tongue extending—slow, daring, deliberate.
"Watch how Mommy does it," she whispered, her breath brushing over him.
Her tongue moved forward, inching toward his—each motion laced with intent.
Meanwhile, his saliva pooled at the base of his mouth, unable to move, held in place by her fingers still gently tugging at his flesh—keeping it open, suspended.