He let out a groan, shuddering before her as she suckled his package. Popping the first out from her mouth, giving it a parting kiss, she moved towards his other nut, repeating the same process she had given him before. Each movement of her lips, each swish of her tongue, and each sharp, pleasurable suck she made was done with precision, an underlying, unexpected, slutty aspect of herself unearthing itself in the moment. The sensation of slobbering all over his nuts was the stuff of dreams, and Latte found herself subconsciously slamming her ass back as her nethers begged to be sated.