Validia nodded quickly, like a woman who just got offered a hug by her favorite idol—even though her partner was right there, watching it all.
Nathan walked closer to Validia's lips. He swallowed. Slowly, he slid down his pants.
His legendary dick was already preparing to dance with the love offered by those giant lips.
Validia's face turned serious. But also nervous. Her thick lips trembled slightly.
Maybe it was the cold air.
Maybe it was fear—not of failing, but of disappointing, of destroying the meat stick that looked far too small compared to her.
"I'll be gentle…"
That voice sounded like a promise. But also like a mantra she was repeating to herself.
Nathan didn't say anything.
He just stood there, both hands still gripping his pants so they wouldn't fall all the way.
A single drop of sweat rolled down his temple. Not out of fear. But because… he realized—
'This isn't about lust.'
