Chapter 258 Nice Taste
- Before Desmond could say anything, she leaned forward and began to lick the head of his dick.
- "Oh, fuck!" Desmond moaned. "That felt good."
- She pushed the head of his dick between her lips while she continued to swirl her tongue around it. She pulled her head down, and Desmond could feel her warm mouth engulf his dick until it hit the back of her throat while her tongue caressed the underside of his dick.