"Jeezelle what are you..?" Kagan groaned sounding nervous.
Giselle wrapped both her hands around Kagan as best she could and then opened her mouth wide. She enveloped his head and sucked him into the back of her throat. His strained question halted on his lips.
Although she was beneath his kilt, she heard Kagan gasp as she rolled her tongue around his thick studded cock. It occurred to her that Kagan probably never had his cock sucked since Cadi woman had fangs. The thought thrilled her, turned her on and spurred her to drive the man wild.
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Kagan didn't know what to think. Giselle had no fear. That was apparent when she flipped a warrior twice her size using a stunning yet graceful move. What's more she didn't seem to fear him after what he'd done to her. It made no sense.
Kagan sat practically catatonic as Giselle's lush body swayed towards him. Her lyrical voice was sweet unlike the wicked dirty things that came from her red lips. Kagan wanted to press his mouth to hers. He liked the new custom she'd shown him.
That was not the only new custom Giselle showed him. Kagan nearly flew out of his skin as her mouth wrapped around his manhood. He thought her slow exploration beneath his vestment was torture. He was wrong! The way Giselle sucked him in and tongued his shaft had Kagan groaning in pleasure. He gripped his knees holding his thighs splayed to keep the muscle spasms assailing him from crushing her. Sweat dripped from his pores a testament to the way Giselle was pushing his limits.
Kagan mumbled curses between pants as Giselle's mouth and hands pleasured him in a way he never fathomed possible.
Kagan opened his eyes to see Dagaa standing at the entrance of his tent. His friend had impeccable timing. There was no way Kagan could mask the tortured pleasure on his face as Giselle knelt between his thighs, her head bobbing beneath his vestment.
Dagaa had probably come looking for Giselle, well she was here alright, doing all manner of mischievous yet glorious things. Dagaa's head was slightly tilted in confusion and then a light went on in his eyes. His mouth tipped up in an ornery grin before stepping back out and leaving them alone. Giselle was going to be the ruin of him. Kagan would hear no end to this from his friend for sure, but he didn't care.
Kagan tipped his head back and listened to the wet slurping sounds as Giselle rolled her tongue and sucked him deep. She kept returning to stroke a particular spot that made him jolt and spurt a fraction of his seed. Giselle would lap at him and moan. The vibration had Kagan going stiffer, if that was even possible, his balls tightening up. Giselle found his aching sack and massaged the globes with one hand as she pumped his shaft with the other. He was so slick from her saliva running down his member that her hands slipped easily over his skin. Giselle held him tight her stroke rapid. Kagan was close, so close, the gripping burning desire moving up his spine.
Giselle's slick wandering fingers moved from his balls to explore ever lower where she encountered the pucker of his ass.
"Jeezelle!" He barked wondering what the hell she was up to.
A second later Kagan cursed out a groan as his naughty pet slipped one of her long slick fingers into his ass. He stiffened up, and every muscle quivered as she rotated her finger tip glancing against something incredibly sensitive. Giselle moaned and sucked furiously, pumping his shaft harder as she stroked him with her unbelievable wayward little finger.
Kagan lost all composure and burst on a deafening roar shooting his seed down Giselle's throat.
It took him several moments to come back to reality but when he did, he saw Giselle sitting back happily licking her lips.
"I have just learned two things." Giselle said with a seductive languid smile and heavy-lidded gaze.
"What is that?" Kagan asked as he caught his breath.
"You are just as noisy as I am, and you taste like candied ginger." Giselle ran her naughty pink tongue over her lips slowly.
Kagan lunged forward and grabbed Giselle forgetting all of his earlier concerns.
Giselle
Sucking a man's cock had never turned her on so thoroughly, her pussy practically gushed. Giselle was rather proud she'd been able to wring such a response from Kagan. The way he tasted was an added pleasant surprise. It had her feverishly working his cock and enjoying every minute of it.
"Uh oh." Giselle exclaimed as Kagan lunged for her.
He spun her around and gripped her to his chest one hand capturing her breast, the other her mound. Giselle could clearly feel Kagan's rock hard cock grind into her ass.
"How are you recovered so soon?" She squeaked in surprise.
"Your men do not have such stamina?" Kagan husked in her ear then licked the curve of her neck.
Giselle shivered as the sensation of his mouth went straight to her nipples and her clit.