I am cumming! Each descent and ascent was met with a symphony of gasps and moans, a harmonious blend of pleasure that echoed through the room. Geralt’s response was measured, his focus unwavering as he met Bernard’s gaze. Command me! Her mouth moved in tandem with her hands, creating a seamless rhythm that sent waves of pleasure coursing through Geralt’s body. Despite the momentary pause, Sasha’s urgency to please Geralt prevailed. She clung to him, her nails scraping against his back as if seeking an anchor in the tempest of their desire. Fill me up, I want all of you!” She pleaded. Geralt watched Sasha effortlessly navigate the social circles with a grace befitting a seasoned socialite. Sasha felt the flood of Geralt’s essence filling her, a warm and intimate connection that surged through her being.
