She groaned and let her head flop back in defeat as she felt his tongue run up the length of her slit and burrow its way into her already slick flesh. "Alright," she breathed, "you win. I surrender."
He chuckled again, but didn't stop lashing her. Thelios was relentless, as always, and easily held her pliant body up to his mouth as if she were some sort of...of girl-shaped cup. She giggled at the image, then moaned again at the sensation. It crossed her mind that he was apparently determined to get to the very center of her using nothing but his mouth and tongue.
He lifted his face to look down at her. "Something funny?"
"Girl-shaped cup." She murmured languidly, arcing her hips in response to his pulling away.
He grinned and lowered her hips to the couch before leaning over her. "Perh
