What's next?
You suck him off
You drop to your knees in front of him. You untie his leather apron and pull down his trousers. His thick cock springs free, half-hard, and pressing against your cheek.
You take him in your mouth. The northern baker lets out a heavy breath. You move slowly at first, sliding your lips up and down his length while your tongue works its magic. He groans. A quiet one. And after a few seconds, one large hand comes on the back of your head, guiding you deeper.
“Fuck… that’s it..."
The wet sounds of oral fill the room. His cock gros fully hard. Throbbing as it does.
Nulfhild's calloused fingers tighten in your hair. With a low, guttural groan, he finishes.
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