[ Molly's eyes are what hold his attention as Fjord watches him work, licking his dry lips as he pants under that hot mouth. A grunt leaves him when Molly settles his ass right over Fjord's dick and he cracks a smile, unable to laugh when a moment later he feels a forked tongue circle a nipple and groans instead, arching up to chase the sensation.
His hands clank in the cuffs overhead as he tries to reach down, remembering a moment later and dropping his wrists back over his head with a huff. ]
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His hands clank in the cuffs overhead as he tries to reach down, remembering a moment later and dropping his wrists back over his head with a huff. ]
Enjoying all that power, are you?