The first contact of his head in her mouth left Seyton struggling to hold back on a groan. How she teased the tip was absolute heaven, the soft brushes covering him, leaving no part of him within her mouth unseen to. "Yeah baby," he moaned, his hips involuntarily rocking a little, as though thrusting ever so slowly into her mouth. His own tongue had regained its ways, lapping her juices faster, one finger slipping down to tease her core, dipping once, twice, multiple times into the extensive heat.