Azraelia gives in to the pure pleasure of Gregori’s tongue, letting him flick and nip gently at her slit, he looks up at her while caressing her most intimate parts, loving how she squirms under his tongue, her hips bucking, her legs locking around his upper back. He slowly starts to slides his tongue into her cunt, loving the sweet taste and aroma coming from her as his nose rubs against her clit.

“Gre-gregori pleaseeee, I need you in me now!”

He pulls back enough to whisper against her twat, “I am in you”

She growls softly and yanks his head up. “In me now!”

He smiles and slowly slides up her body, watching as she moans from their skins caressing each other. Once above her he slowly slides into her pussy, loving how he fights just a bit to slide into her oh so tight channel. She gasps softly at the sheer size of him stretching her full.

“Oh God, you feel bigger then you look.”

“Mmm, do you like that my fiery queen?”

In answer she thrusts her hip up to his, impaling him fully into her body, he groans from above her, watching as he stretches her soft channel, slowly and nearly delicately he slides himself in and out of her, listening intently as he hears her squeal and arch to him, driving her hips forward so he hits her cervix making her scream wildly in pleasure and thrusting up like that over and over again.

“Mmm, God, is that how you like it?” He whispers softly against her ear, feeling himself hit her cervix with each thrust.

“Yes, Gregori, God yes!”

Gregori gets into a kneeling position so the her hips are at an angle all the while pumping into her with slow shallow strokes, feeling her body tighten around his as he slowly increases in tempo, pounding her harder and faster into the bed, watching her press into it so much that it creates and indentation of her upper body.