"Ahhh.... Umh..." He rubbed his cock along her inner thighs, the shaft gliding back and forth in slow, deliberate strokes—thick girth parting the soft, plush flesh, balls swinging low to tap against her clit with each pass, the heavy sac slapping lightly—tap... tap...—sending jolts through her core, her slickness dripping onto him, bathing his length in her warm nectar.
"Nnhh... Emperor... this feeling... ahahn..." she gasped, tears spilling as her pussy clenched on nothing, wetness increasing, coating his cock in glossy sheen, the silver fuzz of hair brushing the underside with tickling friction, her confusion deepening but the trance holding—all sorrow forgotten, mind lost in the sensual fog.
