النتائج (
الإنجليزية) 3:
[نسخ]نسخ!
"Y-yes Mettaton... S-sir.... "You moaned getting up on your knees before him. He had edged himself to the tip of the couch for you to reach easier."Keep those hands to your side or behind your back, sweetie. Or will I have to tie them there! "He threatened. You smirked and licked just the base of the heart to tease him. "Ah! H-honey... Someone is anxious aren t they... "He smiled running his hands through your hair and cupping your cheek. You moved closer having such a trouble keeping your hands to your side. You wanted to have those thighs in your grasp. To pin him down yourself. With each thought your tongue flicked along his heart lapping up the fruity bubble gum like taste. Each movement drew more moans from him. You pushed in farther moaning yourself. Heat already spreading about your body, but you dare not touch yourself. Not when Mettaton hadn t given you permission.
يجري ترجمتها، يرجى الانتظار ..