Who are you really, Luxiana?

Luxiana's breathing was shaky and choppy. She didn't know where to put her head and had only pulled Vladimir's hair, whose head was visible between her legs.

“M…master ahh…”

But no response as Vladimir's tongue continued to lap up the inside of her pussy and his fingers helped drive Luxiana almost insane with pleasure. She screamed, moaned, and arched her back. Vladimir gradually picked up the pace and finally, she felt her limbs weaken.

Tremors took over and like the day before, she screamed when she cum. Languid on the bed, Luxiana saw Vladimir sit up, licking a fluid from her thumb that she knew was coming from her.

“Master…this is so embarrassing…you are so…indecent”

Vladimir sneered mocking Luxiana. Indecent? Him? And she?

She was languid with her body exposed to him shamelessly while he had an incredible view of her bare breasts and pussy.

Yes, she was more lewd than he was at that very moment and he wanted to throw himself headlong into this sinful indecency.

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