Sigurdur smiles between Vernique's thighs, enjoying her response to his ministrations. He moans as she writhes, stopping only to tease her clit somewhat before returning to her cleft.
After several minutes, he looks up to her.
"How fares thee, Lady Vernique?" he asks with a wicked smile.
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