Russah's eyes widen in delight as Fito presents his monstrous toy, her mouth already watering with anticipation. She takes her time, teasing the head with her tongue before slowly, inch by inch, she takes it deeper. Fito's grip tightens on the toy, his knuckles white as he watches Russah's face contort with the effort. Her spit coats the toy, making it glisten under the harsh light, as she bobs her head, determined to take it all. The room echoes with the sound of her gagging, the wet slurping of her mouth, and their shared moans of pleasure.