Athena
Azazel immediately plunged inside, and Athena dug her nails into his palm.
After fucking her for a while, he released her leg from his shoulder. He fell on her body and continued his riot on her hole. Athena shuddered at the last thrust. She held on to his shoulder with her teeth as the pleasure got out of her hand.
As her teeth sunk in his flesh, Azazel stilled for a minute, laving on the feeling, “Oh fuck, that’s it, baby girl, God damn, you clench so good,” he moaned, “squeeze it, doll, squeeze that damn thing,” he moaned again, and with one last thrust, he came hard inside her than he ever did. Athena took him in; her mind wasn’t okay, but her body was. Her womb enjoyed his warm seeds.
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