"Suck it as if it is your mother's tits," Viktor said. His hand, on her head, rested on her hair. His fingers, finding her ears, rubbed the pointed tips. The ears, sensitive in dark elves, were erogenous zones.
She trembled. The touch, the rubbing of her ears, sent a wave of sensation through her body. The combination, the cock in her mouth and the fingers on her ears, was confusing. The pleasure, unwanted and undeniable, mixed with the shame.
She sucked harder. Her mouth, closing around the shaft, took more. The head, pushing past her tongue, hit the back of her throat. She gagged. The reflex, involuntary, made her eyes water.
He grabbed her hair. Pulled. Her head, controlled, moved down. The cock, pushing into her throat, filled her. The shaft, thick and veined, stretched her. Her throat, convulsing around the head, gripped.
