Nobility Tier Reward: Nocturnes and Nipples 08 (Patreon)

"That's it, good little worm," Diandra pants, seemingly (and delightfully) winded by your passionate tonguing as you continue to eat her out, your senses drowning in her sweetness.

Every lick is like a blissful kiss from ice cream in a blistering summer, every kiss like a loving press of a lover's lips against your own.

You lose track of time, you lose track of existence, and your world becomes only her and hers alone as she slowly gyrates her luscious, thick hips against your face.