“It’s morning already, Damon. We should stop,” said Maleficent. Pushing his face from her chest, he only answered her action by tightening his arms around her upper torso.
Maleficent was now lying on top of him. A flimsy robe separated their bodies just because the Halfling prince wanted to do it inside the tub. She thought she was the epitome of lewd but her lover brought the word to whole kind of level. Though her position was very comfortable for her, Maleficent’s back was aching like crazy for the hours spent of wrestling against each other – not that she did not like it.
Damon the Prideful, son of Demon King Lucifer, groaned lowly but he did not push his hardened c**k into her like he always did the entire night. But seeing that the sunlight was peeking through the curtains – he kn
