Monia's tongue slowly coiled around every inch of Ophidian's shaft save for the very tip and then began to stroke him slowly.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"I wonder how much of this you can take before getting more foreceful."</span><br/><br/>"Of course, but my mother has been hated for so long even I started to feel bad for her."<br/><br/>Nalo could only moan into her mate and nod as she feasted and occasionally bucked her hips which just spread her mess on the floor.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>