Deep. Sloppy. The 'I am taking your mouth the same way I take everything else' kiss that left no room for anything polite — his tongue dominating, her muffled sounds vibrating against his lips, the wet, obscene slurp of two mouths working against each other filling the air above Senna's gagging and Eliantra's floor-moaning.
'Slurrrp— mmmhh~!!'
"Mmmphhh~!! Master— your tongue— I'm cumming just from your 'mouth'—!!"
She was.
Her cunt, two days removed from being a virgin cunt, clenched and released and soaked her inner thighs without being touched, the 'I discovered kissing and cumming in the same week and they are apparently connected for me' response of a woman whose nervous system had been reorganized by a single encounter.
His tail plunged into Eliantra.
