Morgana's heart raced as her fingertips traced the contours of Sid's knee brace, she leaned in closer, her warm breath ghosting over the leather as she pressed a feather light kiss to the hardened material. A soft sigh escaped her lips, and she found herself licking along the edge of the brace, savoring the taste of leather mingled with Sid's unique scent.
Her hands trembled slightly as she reached for the hem of his shorts, slowly inching them upwards. The revealed skin was a canvas of toned muscles and smooth flesh with a gentle tug, she pulled his boxers down, unveiling his soft penis. Even in its resting state, it was an impressive sight— thick and long, nestled against his thigh.
"Fuck..."
