"Mmmm~~~Lucien~~~s-stop~!"
But even as Lilith begged for him to stop, her voice was quite weak, trembling, laced with a longing she dared not acknowledge.
Her fingers that were meant to push him away only clutched tighter at his cloth, betraying her words with every grasp.
"Mmm~~~"
"Slurrrp~~~"
"Ah~~~"
This wasn't the first time they engaged in such an intimate moment, and this certainly wasn't much compared to the wildness she experienced just in the morning.
But she didn't know why she was feeling this way all of a sudden.
"Mmph~~~Mmm~~"
As Lilith faked her struggle, Lucien's kiss deepened in answer, as if mocking her resistance and as if savoring every ounce of her faltering will.
His wide arm grabbed her willow waist tightly, pressing her big bosoms on that wide and muscular chest, squeezing them tightly, while her bum was pressed directly by a large rod through their thin cloths.
