Nyx switched techniques, mimicking Mira's pornstar finesse. She pulled back to tease his tip, her tongue flicking in quick, tight circles, then plunged deep, her throat constricting as she took him to the base.
"Ugh!" Deus grunted, a low, guttural sound, his hips twitching as the sensation spiked. Seraphina, not to be outdone, took both balls into her mouth, her tongue rolling the sack with a hungry rhythm, the wet slurping sounds mixing with Nyx's, a symphony of lust filling the room.
~Slurp~
~Slurp~
~Slurp~
Mira's moans grew louder, her body arching as Deus's tongue flicked her cleavage, his teeth grazing her skin, his hands groping her breasts with a firm, relentless pressure that made her tongue slip out, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy.
Deus felt himself pushing closer to the edge, the pleasure building like a storm in his core. Nyx's throat was tighter, warmer, than anything he'd felt before, her movements relentless, her lips and tongue working in perfect sync.
