was. However for those who knew Flins' true nature, there was no necessity to sleep―this idea was soon came to light when both Flins and Varka entered his room.
There was no bed and upon arriving, Flins had to pull out the bed which was hidden under the stairs. It didn't ...
hardened, yet craving for touch.
“Now, why don't you...” Flins paused, his left hand touched his own dick as if he was offering Varka to eat, “𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, hm?”
Like a siren bewitching its prey, Flins invited Varka with as seducing voice as he ...
fingers instinctively rubbed the slick 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, trying to prove his question by finding the entrance. True to his guess, his index finger had found the entrance and with no further thoughts, Flins' index fingertip was inserted into the entrance.
What would ...