“Am I making you feel that good?” He asked instead, trailing a finger down Alba’s skin, shiny with sweat and trembling with every sensation, stomach clenching and rolling against the thick lengths still pinned inside him. “You want to cum so bad it’s bringing you to tears?” “No—” “The other sailors really had no idea what they could have had in you, god help them,” Eridanys went on with a playful smile.
