"Always spewing vulgarities and causing unnecessary trouble, aren't you?" Hanzo murmurs in response.
"Luckily for you, Jessamae, I'm feeling particularly inclined tonight," he adds.
Jessamae's tongue darts out, silencing him, and a gasp escapes Hanzo's lips as pleasure ripples through his entire length. He can't help but respond to the skilled movements of her hands, her lips enclosing around the engorged tip. Waves of pleasure course through his body, and a droplet of pre-c*m lands directly on her waiting tongue. Hanzo groans, unable to contain the mounting sensations.
With a boldness that leaves him breathless, she releases him and, her hand firmly anchored against his waist, guides him into the warm, wet depths of her mouth. The intense desire to release builds within him, but Hanzo
