"Alright, Laika. Suck it."
"Yes, Master ♥ —Chupa."
Laika takes my Excalibur into her mouth. This time she doesn't hesitate; she teases the tip with her tongue while sucking.
"Does it taste good?"
"Yes, it tastes delicious, Master ♥."
"Good girl."
"Chuchu ♥."
When I stroke her hair, Laika happily takes it deep into her throat.
Stroking her hair was my way of showing her it felt good. Laika quickly learns where I'm sensitive and focuses there—tracing the ridge with her tongue, flicking the tip while sucking, steadily discovering and claiming my weak points.
"As expected from Freesia's top prostitute. You're insanely good."
"I'm so happy, Master ♥."
She pulls off for a moment and smiles with relief. A glistening bridge of saliva connects her lips to my shaft. She opens wide again with an "Aahn" and takes it back in.
"—Chupa, chupa, chupa ♥."
She sucks loudly, savoring it like it's delicious.
"Laika, look at the mirror beside us."
"Yes, Master."
