fragmasterson Wrote:She eyes his cock, resuming her with her clit, "I'mmmm sooo hungry.....I'm thinking something....creamy....and white....." She walks over to Thum and bends her knees. "This looks like it might do." She begins sucking the tip, almost creaming herself right there.
Thum leans back, putting one hand behind his head to get more comfortable as the other one moves down and starts stroking your hair. The taste of his pre-cum fills your mouth as you begin sucking on it, drawing in several thin but delectable strands of the stuff. The chemicals inherent in it only further inflame your body, as does breathing in yet again so close to the source of that wonderous musk. You have the idle thought that some of the noble-men back home would kill to have a bottle of fragrance like this musk.
You find yourself rather surprised that Thum is not trying to fuck your face, and in fact seems content to let you be the one initiating and controlling this session.