Bianca opened her mouth and pressed her lips to St Just's manhood, inhaling the spicy smell she was so familiar with...

She breathed him in, sighing, almost purring in happiness, in satisfaction. Her Master stood over her, a lean hand fisted in her brown hair, holding her face pressed to his crotch, and she could smell that faint smoky smell of his body

She moaned against his large member, which was filling her mouth, making her widen her lips as his member kicked against the ...