Nightfire's lips were still glistening with his cum as she pulled away from Aether's cock, but the moment her tongue swept up the last drop from his tip, she looked up at him with that same burning, needy gaze.
She licked her lips again, slow and deliberate, tasting every leftover drop like it was sacred.
"That wasn't enough. I've waited too long... my belly's still not full... I want more inside. More of your cum. More of your taste..."
Aether barely had time to recover before she leaned down again, wrapping her lips around his cock once more, sucking gently, lovingly, then faster—like she was coaxing another round straight from his core.
"Mnnnhhh~"
Her mouth slid deeper again. This time it was messier, wetter, needier. The way she worshipped his cock was obscene. Loud slurping noises filled the air as her saliva poured freely, drooling down his shaft, onto his sack, and soaking the sheets beneath her.
She was drinking him like she wanted to fill her stomach—literally.
