"Haaa~…"
"Hammmuuu~…"
Soft moans escaped their lips in tandem as they began to lick me from both sides, their warm tongues pressing against my skin like hot silk.
Titania's tongue dragged along the entire length of my cock, slowly and thoroughly, leaving a glistening trail of saliva with each pass.
It was as if she was trying to memorize every vein and every curve with her tongue alone.
Her strokes were methodical. It was wet, heated, and full of teasing intent.
On the other side, Myrcella's lips had latched onto the swollen tip, gently sucking with delicate slurps that sent pulses of raw pleasure shooting through my body.
Her mouth was soft, almost reverent in how it treated the head, carefully but still lustful.
The sensation of two different tongues playing at once—synchronized yet chaotic—sent an electric shiver through my spine.
My legs tensed, toes curling involuntarily as a wave of sharp pleasure spiked from my groin and radiated outward.
