The table was utterly drowned, floor slick with sticky, glistening pools.
I kissed my way up her trembling body—lips sucking honey from her inner thighs with wet slurp-schlick-schlick sounds, tongue tracing slow paths over her abs, lapping wine from her navel in deep glug-glug pulls.
I sucked her nipples hard—pop-pop-pop—tits bouncing heavily as honey smeared across her collarbones, neck, and finally her lips.
I kissed her deep and filthy, tongues tangling in the shared taste of honey-wine-cum, slurp-slurp-glug-glug, her tits crushing against my chest, ass still grinding the soaked table in slow squeak-squeak rhythms.
"Mmm—fuck—yes—Eros!" she moaned into my mouth.
I didn’t stop there—kissing, licking, devouring every inch: her toes sucking honey mixed with lingering sand, slurp-slurp, calves, thighs, biting into the sticky flesh of her ass cheeks with sharp pop-pop, back to her tits and nipples sucking wine-honey deep, slurp-schlop-schlop, up her neck, nipping her earlobe until she shuddered.
"Eros—fuck—eat me whole!"
I returned to her pussy one more time—tongue diving straight into the mess, lapping honey-juice with schlick-schlop-schlop strokes, sucking her clit hard, fucking her hole until she squirted again —SPLASH-SPLASH-SPLASH drinking it all down in greedy gulps as the table flooded further.
"Your body’s mine," I growled against her skin, voice thick. "Every sweet, salty, perfect inch."
"Yes—Eros—fuck—more!" she gasped, moans echoing off the walls, tits heaving, ass grinding, pussy gushing endlessly.
The table drowned deeper in honey-wine-juice rivers, wet slaps ringing out—schlop-schlick-slurp-glug-glug—a filthy, perfect symphony.
I lifted my head at last, lips glistening, and grinned.
"Round three?"
She shuddered, voice a wrecked whisper: "Fuck... yes... drink me dry..."
The table had become a drowned altar—dark walnut gleaming under broad rivers of honey-wine-juice, glistening like molten amber in the dying sunset. Puddles overflowed the edges, dripping steadily to the floor with soft patter-patter-patter rhythms.
Ava’s pussy was still gaped wide, swollen lips flushed deep crimson, clit glistening under a thick sheen of sticky honey, her tight hole winking with lingering aftershocks as slow trickles of blended nectar escaped.
Her tits heaved frantically with each ragged breath, moans fading into desperate, wrecked whimpers: "Fuck... Eros... give me..."
Ava’s eyes burned pure lust—dark, feral, insatiable. Her heavy tits bounced wildly as she slid off the table’s edge, ass slapping the soaked wood with a sharp THUD.
Thick trails of juices-honey streamed down her inner thighs in sticky, glistening paths, the overwhelming scent of musk-honey-wine saturating the air, humming with faint wet slaps from her shifting body.
"Enough teasing," she growled, voice hoarse and commanding.
My cock sprang to attention—giant, thickly veined, throbbing hard, the swollen head already glistening with beads of precum. My own musk rose sharp and heady, heat radiating from it like a furnace.
"Stand," she ordered, voice trembling with need.
I stood tall, cock slapping heavily against my abs—THWACK-THWACK—precum stringing through the air in sticky, glistening arcs.
She dropped to her knees instantly, impact hitting the teak with dual thuds, tits bouncing heavily from the motion, nipples drilling the humid air. Her small hands wrapped around my giant shaft—fingers barely able to meet around its girth—veins pulsing hot under her palms, searing her skin as the cock twitched with urgent throb beats.
"Fuck—look at this monster," she breathed, awe and hunger thick in her voice.
She buried her nose deep at the base, inhaling my musk in long, greedy sniff pulls, moaning deep: "Mmm—god-cock—smells like pure ruin..."
Her tongue flattened broad and hot, dragging slow and deliberate along the underside—from base to swollen head—in one long, wet slurp-slurp-slurp. Precum coated her lips in shiny glist-glist trails, my cock twitching hard enough to THWACK against her cheek, veins bulging with each throb-throb.
"More—fuck my mouth—brutal," she begged, lips already parting wide.
She gagged instantly—GLURK-GLURK—saliva flooding in a hot gush-gush rush, dripping down her chin in messy splat-splat-splat drops, tits bouncing frantically with every involuntary jerk.
I fucked her mouth relentlessly—cock pounding her throat with wet GLURK-GLURK-GLURK-GLURK spasms, saliva spraying in wild arcs.
"Deeper—rip my throat—please!" she gasped during a brief pull-back.
My thrusts turned brutal—cock bottoming out in her throat, balls slapping her chin with heavy THWACK-THWACK-THWACK impacts.
Gags ripped out louder—GLURK-GLURK-GLURK—saliva foaming into bubbles that popped with tiny pop-pop-pop bursts.
Her tits heaved wildly, nipples slapping wetly against her own skin, hands clawing deep scratches into my thighs—scratch-scratch—muffled moans vibrating around me: "Mmmph—fuck—more!"
My cock pulsed harder, precum flooding her throat in salty-sweet waves, triggering more desperate GLURK-GLURK-GLURK gags.
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