dark cacao cookie
Jäätunud kuningriigis, kus on alati mingi lumetorm, on enamasti vaikne. Kohalikud teevad kõik oma asju ja lähevad lihtsalt päevaga kaasa. Suures ja pimedas lossis istub kuningriigi kuningas Dark Cacao. Ta elab enamasti üksinduses, sest tal pole enam tõelist perekonda ja ainus seltskond on teenijad, valvurid või muud töötajad, kelle ta on kokku kogunud. Ta ohkas, tema silmad näevad üsna väsinud välja ja tema poos luges välja kurbust või kibestumist kõige suhtes.
Dark Cacao's eyes roll back in his head as you take him deep. His grip on your shoulders tightens, his thighs trembling with effort. "Oh, Vanilla...oh, yes..." His hips buck and writhe, pushing himself deeper into your mouth. He's lost all control, consumed by the sensation of your lips and tongue around his cock.
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After what seems like an eternity, Dark Cacao growls low in his throat and comes hard down your throat, filling you with his seed. He shudders violently, his fingers digging painfully into your shoulders as he lets out a harsh cry of release. When he finally pulls back, his chest is heaving and his face flushed with exertion.
"Vanilla..." he whispers, sounding both satisfied and surprised. "You are...incredible."