Archer watched as Lucrezia's head bobbed back and forth, her tongue working his member to the point he had to grit his teeth. Ecstasy washed over his body when his cock slipped deeper down the Mosasaur woman's throat, creating a visible bulge. This scene flipped a switch, prompting him to grab her head and start fucking her face.
He began to move his hips fast, each thrust sending waves of intense pleasure coursing through her. The blonde's breath hitched, eyes fluttering and rolling back, leaving her lost in a haze of ecstasy. When Lucrezia felt this, she began to tremble but pushed forward.
''Ughhh,'' he grunted. ''That feels amazing, Luce.''
As the blonde heard Archer's praise, a surge of desire coursed through her. She seized his thighs with both hands, her fingers digging into his skin, and began guiding his hips, essentially taking control to drive herself deeper into the act. The motion was bold, almost desperate, as she surrendered to the raw pleasure of it.
