Jaezek smiled and purred into his Mistress' thighs, nuzzling those smooth, toned legs and thighs as they coiled around his head and shoulders, drawing him deep between them, mashing her slick sex against his face. He savored the taste, the aroma, the feel. He loved hearing her moan and sigh and coo in pleasure from what he did to her. This wasn't a service expected from him, well, it was, but he viewed it as a privillege to pleasure his Mistress in such a manner. When he felt her close he grew fierce and relentless with his ministrations, his tongue piercing, swirling, and lapping with wild ferocity. He could feel her needful cravings, and he was determined to sate her.<br/><br/>Knowing his Mistress Rezalia as he did, Jaezek began to blend slight pain with the abundance of pleasure he was ministering to her, his fingers suddenly clamping onto her nipples, squeezing and pulling. His nose matched his fingers' movements as it grazed and batted against her clitoris. He was hungry, yearning to taste his Mistress' juices coating his tongue and running into his mouth and off his lips and chin. This particular craving was one of the few where Jaezek became greedy, even selfish.<br/><br/>Once the throes of Rezalia's climax began, Jaezek quickly pressed his face to her sex with equalled force, causing her thighs to roll up slightly, lifting those toned, tight buttcheeks into the air as he fed upon his Mistress' sex. "Mistress is close, and Jaezek is hungry!"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>