He kept using his skilful pink tounge to control her cunt, brought it to a circular motion as his, fingertip dug into her thighs — he sped up as he ate, hit brought him more pleasure, giving it to her
He notices her firmed press onto him, his length poked out the fabric waiting to escape — Robert was quick to use his index finger so to play with her entrance — shifting her panties to the side for his to have full access.
@TruthInSteel approaching and pressing firmly against him, her hand extended outward, claws hooking around the hem of his pants while her other hand rubbed over the crotch, his length concealed under the fabric.
Great —
Robert wasn’t in his usual blue shirt, he did clean up, a black tuxedo with a black tie — smiling waiting at the table with all the stuff, they chatted about.
He didn’t realise he’d be so excited for this. —