Esophina's Ecstacy. 2 (R-18)

"You did well," Trent congratulated her, wiping away her sorrowful tears as he slowly pulled his thick rod from her mouth.

Esophina's face was flushed, her lips swollen and red as they tried to return to their normal size. Remnants of his cum clung to the corners of her lips while the rest dribbled down her cloak. Sniffling softly, she looked up at Trent, exasperated and struggling to catch the breath his mighty cock had taken away.

With a gentleness that contrasted his earlier roughness, Trent wiped away her unending tears once more, caressing her gaunt cheeks with his thumb, tenderly stroking her delicate skin. Esophina swallowed with difficulty, her throat sore and raw, and she unintentionally licked the cum from her chin. This made Trent grin widely with satisfaction.