There were no stars. No wind. Only warmth, and Seraphine's breath, already moving lower...
For the next twenty minutes, Seraphine continued her passionate work—her head bobbing with steady rhythm, her hand stroking firmly along the thick shaft in sync with her mouth. Glrk… gluck… slrp… The sounds of wet suction and her low moans echoed softly beneath the blanket, adding to the tension rising in Leon's core.
"Mmmh… I love your taste, Leon… so thick…" she moaned softly, her voice muffled around his cock. Slrp… gluck… glrk…
His hand stayed in her hair, gently guiding her movements, his fingers tightening whenever her lips slid deeper down his cock. He couldn't hold back for much longer—each stroke, each swirl of her tongue bringing him closer.
"You like that, don't you?" she gasped between breaths, licking along his shaft. "I want every drop… give it to me."
Finally, with a shudder and a deep groan, his cock twitched again.
Spurt… spurt… spurt…
