β i work with childrenοΌif they canβt even clean themselves it quickly becomes my problem. unless your goal is to scare the monsters away with your smell.
waving his hand and covering his nose.
"I β.. I don't β I can't.." His words come out weak and tired, but he's not exactly saying no, now is he? Insides still spasm and contract, helped along by Daewi's fingers rubbing against him.
Alois barely has time to process everything before Daewi is kissing him again, and he can't do anything but melt into it.
Having his hand between his thighs again is plenty enough to make him squirm and try to avoid being touched, because he's just πo sensitive. ++
pussy, dragging fingers over his messy folds as their lips and tongues mingle.
"Are you *really finished, pretty baby? But I want us to become one... We should make love, beautiful. I'll make you feel so good and then put you to bed..."
and moaning unashamedly β Sensitive cunt a gushing mess. It was so overwhelming, he couldn't stop his pitiful crying.
"N β No more β Please!!" He squealed, now wracked with overstimulation.
The guidance helps Alois keep chasing after his own pleasure, which is quickly reaching it's peak. Only a little more before his body shudders, and his back arches in a pretty curve off of the table.
Thighs squeeze tight around Daewi's head, while Alois is gasping ++
as Alois makes his pretty little noises and even blesses him with pleas.
Alois had started all this by spilling tea on him, and now all Daewi wants is to be sprayed with his perfect release.
"It matches my ring quite nicely."
He commented while holding a hand out, solely for himself to admire the red shine of the gem at the center of his golden ring against the reds of her outfit.
Afterwards, his gaze raked her up and down, perhaps to either scrutinize ++
so red... alois liked that. thus why he walked right up to her β eyes sparkling with interest.
"wooow, you look like a fresh raspberry!"
at least he was being kind enough. for now, at least.
inexperience. So, when the needy bucking of his hips becomes more sloppy and less coordinated, that makes it all the more obvious that he's getting close.
"Please β Please, I β " He doesn't even know what he's begging for through his tears.
The aches and pains are gradually softening β Melting and mixing with the warmth of pleasure washing over him and removing his ability to focus.
It's enough that he can't help but to buck his slender hips, trying to grind his clit against Daewi's tongue and lips. ++
pussy.
"So perfect. The best pussy I've ever tasted. Fucking made for me..."
He's more thinking aloud than anything, pushing Alois' thighs further apart before shoving his face back between them. He wants to be as deep as possible, to drown in Alois' delicious slick.
Nails dig into the wood of the table, and thighs begin to tremble. He's gone so nice and pliant now. No longer is he struggling and fighting, but rather, letting himself succumb to how good he feels.
Poor thing can't exactly hold on for very long though, given his ++