His c*m shoots in great jetting streams, landing on my breasts, slipping down and coating my n*****s in warm viscous fluid. It feels... nice. Not just the warm c*m, but seeing him like that. These men are incredibly strong and perfectly in control, but they lose control when they are with me, even if only for a few moments.
Keanau and Pharaoh are left, their hands wrapped around their c***s.
“Do you want to taste more?” Pharaoh asks the question, his elegant, brutal beauty captivating me into a small nod.
Tore releases me, Alexios’ seed running down my breasts as the thickness of the semen seems to dissolve into a stickier part and a watery one, but I am not paying attention to the c*m on me. I am paying attention to the c**k in front of me.
“Take it in your mouth,” Pharaoh urges me ge
