Comhroinn Fuaime

Peter brought his hand to his mouth, his tongue darting out to lap at the salty load. He sucked his fingers clean, the flavor musky and intense, his cock still twitching from the aftershocks. Before he could lower his hand, Isabella surged forward, grabbing his face and pulling him into a deep kiss. Her tongue plunged into his mouth, swirling around to claim the remnants of his cum, sharing the warm, slick essence between them. She moaned into the kiss, her full lips devouring his, bodies press