Raphael had his face buried in Heather's breasts, pinching and rolling her pink nipples in his hands.
"W-why does that feel so good?" The woman moaned, in disbelief at the pleasure.
Raphael moved his face from in-between her breasts, but only for a moment. "Keep it down, or your husband will hear."
Raphael pulled the woman into a kiss, catching Heather by surprise. At first, she was hesitant, but then she began to involve her tongue.
This is the first time in ten years that a man who isn't my husband has kissed me.
They pulled away from each other, as Raphael sat her on the bed.
Her mouth was open and panting for air, and her breasts were still exposed.
"Stick out your tongue." The Dragon King ordered.
Heather did as he said, confusedly. Raphael took her warm pink tongue into his mouth and sucked on it, earning another yelp from the woman.
What is this... I haven't felt like this in forever. Heather thought to herself as she was pushed onto her back.
