Oral Indulgence: Depimassa's Secret Touch

Depimassa's hands roam, mapping the body like a cartographer, every touch igniting sparks. As they reach the lower abdomen, the recipient's breath hitches, anticipation thick in the air. Depimassa grins, their eyes gleaming with mischief. They lean down, their tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum beading at the tip. The recipient moans, their fingers tangling in Depimassa's hair as they take the entire length into their mouth. The room echoes with wet, sucking sounds, the scent of sex heavy in the air. Depimassa's fingers join their mouth, working in tandem, until the recipient cries out, their body convulsing as they come undone.

• oral
• orgasm

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