"Oh fuck Elysia!" Azreal hissed, welcoming the warmth and pleasure taking over his body. She was sucking his c*ck like she was created to do as and fuck him for not wanting it any other way. "You take my c*ck so well," he whispered, his hand pulling strands of hair away from her face.
Elysia enjoyed the sound he made, his reaction and the words he said, that was truly what she enjoyed when pleasuring the King. It made her wet and soaked, dripping for him.
She pushed herself more, taking move of him until his member hit her throat and her gag reflex came in making her pull her head backwards. She repeated the same thing this time staying longer with his member hitting the back of her throat, the groans and deep breathing of the King was enough to push her out of her boundaries.