[WARNING: This chapter contains R-18 scenes.]
Misho's legs buckled as Flora's inexperienced mouth explored various ways to impart pleasure to his body.
She moved her head back and forth with occassional glances to his face. She wanted to know, she needed to know—what he thought of her skills.
Flora was still young in the mind. She was curious, and she wanted to learn a lot of things to be able to speak freely with her master. Of course, learning intimate stuff was also important.
As her tongue and lips got used to the familiar taste of her master, Flora started focusing on it more. She savored it, and etched it into her mind.
The loud squelching sound of her lips and his cock echoed in the silence of the forest. If it weren't for the rustling of the leaves, the sound would stand out to the people nearby.
"Flora…"
Misho moaned.
