Continued!

“Fuck, you’re good,” the futanari groans, their hands tightening in her hair. “So fucking good. Keep going.”

Nadia hums her agreement, her mouth moving in rhythm, her lips sliding up and down the length, her tongue probing, tasting, savoring. The futanari’s breath comes in short gasps, their body tense, on the brink of release. Nadia increases the pace, her mouth working in tandem with her hand, her lips tight, her tongue relentless.

“I’m close,” the futanari gasps, their voice a warning. “Going to—fuck—”

Their body tenses, their hips bucking as they come, their cock pulsing in Nadia’s mouth, their cum shooting down her throat. Nadia swallows, her mouth full, her body trembling with the **** of their release. The futanari groans, their hands tightening in her hair, their body shaking as they ride out their orgasm, their cum spilling into her mouth, thick and warm.

Nadia pulls back, her lips swollen, her cheeks flushed, as the futanari’s body goes limp, their breath coming in ragged gasps. She smiles, a sense of satisfaction washing over her, as she wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.

“That was—” the futanari begins, their voice hoarse, but Nadia silences them with a kiss, her lips pressing against theirs, tasting their cum on her tongue.

“Incredible,” she finishes for them, her voice a whisper.

The futanari smiles, their eyes warm and inviting. “Yeah,” they murmur. “It was.”

They stand, their bodies still trembling, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Nadia leans against them, her head on their shoulder, a sense of contentment washing over her. The air between them is heavy with satisfaction, the scent of sex and sweat filling her senses.