Just as Luca pulled his cock out of Nyx's slick, dripping pussy, he looked down and immediately froze.
Leona was staring up at him with pure adoration.
Her eyes were wide, luminous, filled with an anticipation so raw it made his chest ache.
She kept glancing back at him, then away, then back again, like a child waiting for a present on a holiday morning.
She was adorable. Absolutely, utterly, painfully adorable.
He couldn't help himself. He slid the tip of his cock along her soaking wet slit, up and down, watching her shiver with every pass.
Leona whimpered, as he grabbed her ass—that magnificent, bountiful ass that had haunted his dreams and squeezed.
"You know, Leona..." He said, his voice dripping with teasing affection. "...with how much you're looking forward to this to the extent that you look like you're going to break your neck from turning around so much..."
She blushed furiously but didn't look away.
"...I feel like not giving it to you at all."
