Bobbing her head back and forth, sloppily slurping on his cock, Latte’s mind was filled with sheer delight. His cock was truly divine, one that did deserve to be worshiped, and she was more than happy to appease that right. Her saliva coated his length, now adding her tongue into the mix, dancing it along the underside of his length each time she moved back and forth, occasionally teasing his nuts whenever she hilted him within her. The sound of slurping filled the silent air, adding an element of intensity to the moment, as Latte could literally hear how efficient she was being. 