Nyx's full body quivered with the aftershocks of her relentless riding, her hips still grinding down on Lucas's massive cock in the cramped velvet confines of the carriage, her tight pussy clenching around his thick shaft with every downward plunge that sent fresh waves of ecstasy rippling through her core.
As soon as Nyx had wrung enough pleasure from his dick, the coiling heat in her belly tightening to a breaking point that made her thighs quake and her toes curl against his sides, she craved a different kind of release, a shift in sensation that would push her even higher.
'I need his tongue now,' she thought, her breath coming in ragged gasps, her full breasts heaving as she lifted herself off his cock with a slick, reluctant slide, a sharp whimper escaping her lips at the sudden emptiness, her pussy throbbing and gaping slightly from the stretch.
