Your tongue feels... so... good... [R-18+]

"Now I will take over the show." Hiro said, his finger pulling out of Zara's pussy and then he grabbed her by the waist, lifting her up the ground.

Hiro carried her petite frame, her legs wrapping around his waist and his face directly in front of her boobs. He knew where he was walking to even with Zara's boobs obstructing his line of vision.

With Zara's petite form in his arms, her legs wrapping around his waist, and his face directly in front of her boobs. Hiro had an unmistakable determination in his stride. Even with his view obstructed by Zara's boobs, he knew precisely where he was heading.

In a few steps, Hiro reached the table at the corner of the room. He gently placed Zara down on its smooth surface, her body splayed out before him like a masterpiece waiting to be explored.

With a deft hand, he cleared the contents from the table, scattering them onto the floor, making room for her.