Akira giggled when Drake started to lick up every drop of milk that she had spilled upon her lovely tits.<br/><br/>As he worked his way down, Akira started arcing back until she lay completely over his desk with her tits sticking out high in the air while her head hung back over the backside of the desk. She loved how he always took his sweet time with her, teasing her navel before slowly working his way further down to her little cunt.<br/><br/>An approving purr and moan escaped her lips once his tongue started to work her slit and clit. "Ah...I...Right there...." She purred once he brushed along a certains spot, pressing her tights a bit closer around his head. While using one hand to play with her own nipple, she used the other to grab hold of his hair, her claws gently scraping in between his hair, pulling his head even closer towards her.