Continued!

Nadia’s body arches, her hips bucking as the futanari’s tongue works its magic, their lips sucking, their teeth grazing. Her moans fill the air, her body tense with need, on the brink of release. The futanari’s hands move to her ass, their fingers digging in, holding her steady as they devour her, their tongue relentless, their mouth insatiable.

“I’m close,” Nadia gasps, her voice a plea. “Please—please don’t stop.”

The futanari chuckles, a low, rumbling sound against her skin. “Not a chance,” they murmur, their tongue flicking her clit, sending her over the edge.

Nadia cries out, her body shaking as her orgasm washes over her, waves of pleasure crashing through her. The futanari drinks her in, their mouth never leaving her, their tongue lapping up every drop, every moan, every shudder. Nadia’s body goes limp, her legs trembling, as the futanari finally pulls back, their lips swollen, their eyes dark with desire.

“Your turn,” Nadia whispers, her voice hoarse. She sinks to her knees, her hands moving to the futanari’s leggings, sliding them down, baring their cock to her touch. It’s thick and heavy, the head glistening with pre-cum, a testament to their arousal. Nadia’s mouth waters, her body aching with need as she takes it in her hand, stroking the length, her thumb brushing against the sensitive head.

The futanari groans, their hands tangling in her hair, their body tense with anticipation. “Suck it,” they command, their voice low and demanding. “Take it in your mouth. Make me feel good.”

Nadia smiles, a flush creeping up her cheeks. She leans forward, her lips brushing against the head, her tongue teasing the sensitive slit. The futanari moans, their hips bucking slightly, their body trembling with need. Nadia takes the head into her mouth, her lips wrapping around it, her tongue swirling, tasting, driving the futanari wild.