271. Clean my lower back well
The rough and long tongue of the Dragon explored deep within the folds that clenched tightly, his nose savoring the delicious scent of those curls.
The masculine face was almost buried between his woman’s legs, drinking from her, drowning in her femininity, completely tamed.
His hand slid down, hastily undoing the buttons of his pants.
"Mmmm," he growled into her pussy as his enormous, veiny cock was finally freed, leaving a trail of precum dripping onto the tiled floor. Behind him, the Dragon’