[ kaveh groans around sunday’s dick, though it’s soon muffled as his mouth is flooded by his release. he grips his thighs, holding himself in place as he drinks it all down, though a bit dribbles out the sides of his mouth as it’s way too much way too fast. ]

[ he sits back, rutting a bit uselessly at sunday’s foot as he wipes the back of his mouth with his hand, licking the remnants off it moments later. ] You taste so good, Sunday.