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So she skimmed over his chest, welcoming his mouth kisses in between his suckling of her breast.

She moved over his tight abs, marveling at how corded his neck was, loving the gold and violet ink on his skin, how the gilded strokes appeared to glow and shift sinuously over him like a moving piece of art.

Her hands dipped lower and dipped into the band of his shorts.

She hit pay dirt.

Then gasped at the sear of his rock hard, incredible scorching long cock.

She was immediately suffused with hunger for it, so she slid so fast to undress him that he chuckled.

He remained kneeling, staring down at her as she tugged his shorts off.

She keened, biting her lip, as a thick rod of solid gold, tipped with a violet mushroom head, appeared.

‘Impossible,’ she breathed.

‘Believe it,’ he growled, flipping to his back, losing his briefs.

She scrambled upright, still in disbelief, as she stared at his throbbing shaft.

‘Is it even real?’

He thrust his hips at her with a decadent expression in his eyes. ‘Only way to find out,mi cielo.’

She didn’t hesitate.

She reached for him, her fingers unable to get around his thickness.

She squeezed, and he bucked. She pumped and he seeped, golden liquid trickling from the tip of his cock.

‘You like?’ he rasped, husky, gravelly, sexy, and gruff.

‘You’re unbelievable,’ she breathed, giving him another firm pump.

That’s when she caught sight of the underside, where a thick gilded vein throbbed, and further below, his pair of potent nuts dusted with dusky, violet-tinged strands.

‘Talk about flaming balls. Good thing I like playing with fire.’

‘That you do.’

He chuckled, a long, rumbled laugh that set her off, too.

His Spanish Kwavi blend accent thickened with need. ‘Mi reina,arewe going tofokkor do you intend to turn me into an art exhibition?’

‘Allow me.’

She bent over him and took a lick of his head, lapping the gold bead of liquid that crowned him.

‘Fooookkkk,’ Xander hissed, his fingers stroking her locks, fisting and releasing it in rhythm to her licking.

He canted his hips, sliding his shaft in between her lips as Savvine’s licking worked his head even, and her nipples tightened so hard it hurt.

Then with a smile, and coy wink at him she slid him into her mouth, and sucked with such intensity, drawing him in so deep, he bucked.

He thrust his head back, veins jutting, quaking as her silken tongue went to work.

His thighs shook while his hand trailed through her dark waves, and his hips worked his length in and out of her mouth.