[ Alastor merely folded his hands over his lap as he watched his shadow slip its long, tendril-like tongue against Angel's hole. Lapping at the ring of muscle before letting the tip wiggle its way inside the Sinner. Fascination flinted in the Radio Demon's eye as he watched the creature working its tongue deeper and deeper. Thrusting the appendage until its mouth was able to completely slot against the other's backside. ]
Good? [ Alastor asked Angel, eyes flicking to watch the spider's expressions as he was fucked with that tongue. ]
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Date: 2024-07-23 08:18 am (UTC)Good? [ Alastor asked Angel, eyes flicking to watch the spider's expressions as he was fucked with that tongue. ]