The light throatfucking was relatively gentle at first, with only a few inches of the massive length sliding in and out of his throat at a time. On the contrary, Tor Endril’s whole body quaked in pleasure as his nose brushed his mistress’ smooth crotch. XXNX Her balls had come to rest in his eye sockets, sitting comfortably while his nose gently prodded at the base of Her cock, an action which She swore coaxed an extra few spurts out of Her. He idly wondered what the Broodmother might be doing. He waited for the proper opportunity to strike, his eyes condensing into narrow, vertical slits to better gauge the distance to his target. The whole thing was over before the first man opened his eyes, and when they finally did open, Tor Endril’s right hand closed around his face. She felt Her cock angle upward
