“Khaal…did you leave the food out. …?” She mumbled softly, her voice sounding very tired. Xxx Khaal smiles at her, lathering the fae’s full rear. The fae grins and jerks her hand faster, reaching lower with the hand that had been playing with his head to his sack, lightly cupping it in her palm. “I love it when you do that sound..” He moans out, his shaft spurting out another wave of pre at her squeeze. Akelta was writhing under his touch, her walls squeezing and clamping his fingers inside of her. And I believe it is only midnight…”
He lies on his back, arms sprawled out. He releases his length and guides his second hand in front of the first, using those two fingers to find her swollen bud and assault it in quick circles in rhythm with his thrusts.
