[ The tiefling wipes his chin a bit, sucking his fingers clean. He can be nasty when he wants to, and getting facefucked in a paddock after sparring is as dirty as can be.
Molly sits back on his ass, tail sweeping over the ground as he looks up at Eskel with a very pleased, cocky expression. He's proud of what he can do, staring up at the other man while the Witcher tries to collect himself. ]
How was that~?
[ He asks with a purr, definitely aware of just how good he could make it. His red eyes briefly look over that dick, though, and it reminds him a bit of Fjord, still hard after orgasm. ]
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Molly sits back on his ass, tail sweeping over the ground as he looks up at Eskel with a very pleased, cocky expression. He's proud of what he can do, staring up at the other man while the Witcher tries to collect himself. ]
How was that~?
[ He asks with a purr, definitely aware of just how good he could make it. His red eyes briefly look over that dick, though, and it reminds him a bit of Fjord, still hard after orgasm. ]
Oh? Not done yet?