He had more than made up for the Death Knight's lacking performance insofar as making her come went, so Nina focused less on trying to get off, and more on getting him off. She dipped low, let him feel the tight constricting of her throat around his cock before she eased back, moaning consistently now between the attention offered by his mouth and her own desire to make him feel good.
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