[ He gives into the need to see Molly's face when he hears him say that, tugging the blanket off to give him a full view of Fjord devotedly mouthing around the sensitive tip that fits so snugly over his tongue, the exact right shape for it. His hum of agreement vibrates through the shaft as he ducks his head lower and takes in more with a long suck, regulating his breathing and mindful of his tusks where they frame either side of Molly's cock, teeth otherwise covered by his sticky-wet lips.
Salty tastes have never bothered Fjord and Molly has a special flavour all of his own, making it a pleasure to love him like this. He's Fjord's very own ocean to drown in, lavender thighs spread wider by the prick of green nails as Fjord kneads them aside. ]
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Salty tastes have never bothered Fjord and Molly has a special flavour all of his own, making it a pleasure to love him like this. He's Fjord's very own ocean to drown in, lavender thighs spread wider by the prick of green nails as Fjord kneads them aside. ]