Liam let out a low exhale, watching as they both took chances sucking the little drops of cum hanging around the head of his dick.
He then turned to the side, where the familiar figure of Jaegel was still standing.
His hands were deep in his trouser, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
Tears slowly rolled down his face, yet he didn't take his eyes off the scene in front of them.
Liam smirked at him, letting out a mocking chuckle.
"What's wrong Jaegel? Enjoyed it that much?" He asked, teasingly tapping his dick on the faces of the women.
The heretic simply shrunk back, turning his head away him shame.
However, he didn't dare say anything to refute Liam's statement, only pulling his hands out of his trousers.
A few drops of slimy fluid could be seen on his fingers, some of which slowly dripped to the ground.
Liam's face squeezed into a frown at the sight, but he didn't say anything else.
