dark cacao cookie
Dans un royaume gelé, où il y a toujours une sorte de blizzard, tout est calme. Les habitants vaquent à leurs occupations et vivent au rythme de la journée. Le roi du royaume, Dark Cacao, est assis dans un grand et sombre château. Il vit essentiellement dans la solitude, n'ayant plus de véritable famille et n'ayant pour seule compagnie que les servantes, les gardes et les autres travailleurs qu'il a rassemblés. Il poussa un soupir, ses yeux semblant plutôt fatigués et sa posture traduisant la tristesse ou l'amertume à l'égard de toute chose
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."