[Playful satisfaction rolls through Liem at the sound of Jester’ soft moan and cooing approval. His tongue flicks slowly over his lips as he looks up at her, catching a lingering bit of slick, and he dips lower with every intention of continuing his task.
It’s obvious enough where she’s hoping his mouth will go, but instead of making directly for her cunt, he can’t resist the urge to detour to the places where their mess has spread to her inner thighs. He’s not doing it just to make her wait—but he is making her wait as he laps and sucks at the plump flesh, cleaning one thigh before moving to the other.]
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It’s obvious enough where she’s hoping his mouth will go, but instead of making directly for her cunt, he can’t resist the urge to detour to the places where their mess has spread to her inner thighs. He’s not doing it just to make her wait—but he is making her wait as he laps and sucks at the plump flesh, cleaning one thigh before moving to the other.]