The Son Of Ragnar

Njal's face was soaked in her pussy juice, he could not breathe but this excited him.

Torvi was in the prime position to initiate a 69 act but she saw how Njal's dick was twitching and his precum becoming visibly through his trousers to show just how horny he was.

She began slowly grinding on his face, placing both her hands on his chest for support.

She moaned softly as her clit gently rubbed against his nose, but Njal was not going to allow her to have her way.

He was going to assault her from beneath and he did just that with his tongue, she was tight even with just his tongue, or was it because Njal had a slightly bigger tongue than most?

He started by gently licking her clit and Torvi's moans gradually amped up in volume; her voice was serene, a voice worthy for the ears of the gods.

"Fuck Njal! Keep going…!" Torvi said, her grinding becoming even more erratic, moving it in a circular motion.

And during this, Njal's tongue slipped into her pussy and the moment it did, Torvi had an explosive orgasm, or rather squirt as she drenched his face.

Her legs twitched and she was satisfied but she noticed that Njal's dick was twitching even more.

"Do you want it in my mouth?" Torvi asked, she was ready to return his favor by also giving him oral sex.

But the thing with squirting is that not only does it take a toll on your stamina, but it also makes your pussy far more sensitive.

This was Njal's intention, and that is why he allowed her to have her moment even though she did not allow him to have his.

Torvi was still sitting on his face, bending over to remove Njal's dick from his trouser.

It was throbbing aggressively, precum leaking down his shaft as one would think he covered it with lube.

It was sticky, but before Torvi could do anything more.

Njal pushed her off him, and quickly pinned both her hands between his, holding them above her head.

He had one free hand, and Torvi had none, the look in his eyes excited him, she felt beautiful.

"Open your mouth…" Njal instructed and Torvi did just that but she did not predict what he wanted to do next.

She assumed he was checking to see if her hygiene was up to his standards but he was not doing anything like that.

Njal gently rubbed her lower lips, before sticking both of his fingers down her throat, but Torvi did not respond with a gag.

Njal smirked, she still did not have any gag reflex and he was going to have fun with that throat of hers.

There was something attractive about how helpless she looked, her chiseled abs, Njal wanted to feel it… from inside her.

The tip of his dick was pressed against her pussy slit, all he needed to put it in was a thrust but he did not.

Torvi, however, began grinding on it once again.

Njal smirked, slowly sliding it inside her.

He had her pinned, and his throbbing dick found warmth inside her, the inner flesh firmly gripping his shaft and the wetness providing a type of comfort that made him never want to come out.

He slid it back out slowly, before thrusting it back with an equal pace.

But with each thrust, not only did his speed increase but the force with which he fucked her did.

Torvi's lustful moans were hard to miss, with how sensitive how pussy she was it was to be expected.

But he had no intentions of cumming into her but Torvi had used both her legs to hold him in place.

"W-What are you doing?" Njal asked.

"I worked for it. Fill me up!" Torvi smirked and before long, Njal came inside her.

It felt like an exorcism was being performed on him with how much he shook but he was not the only one that reached the peak of sexual gratification, Torvi had an orgasm as well.

Torvi giggled as she saw the helpless look on his face.

He came so much that when he pulled out, it leaked right out of her.

Njal had always found her abs attractive, running his fingers through them.

"Stop, it tickles," Torvi said but Njal had an idea.

He had seen what it felt like from inside her, how about what it felt like from the outside?

He grabbed his dick soaked in her pussy juice, sticky and warm from the cum he had just blessed her insides with.

He placed his dick on her abs, using his hand to press it down so he could feel the bumps and shape.

It felt better than he imagined and even Torvi was surprised by this act because she did not know that Njal was into such things but it was hot.

Njal bent his head to get her erected nipple in his mouth while dry humping her abs like a horny dog, and with his current state. It was not far-fetched to call him one.

Now, Torvi was beginning to feel it because the way he sucked her breast felt like he was looking for milk, milk she did not have, and the warm sticky feeling rubbing against her stomach was getting her even more excited.

Njal was lost in his own world, biting on her nipple gently before twirling his tongue on her now sensitive nipples.

She closed her eyes, she was enjoying this moment to its fullest extent and taking it all in.

Moaning softly, she thought they were done yet here was Njal using her body to satisfy a fetish of his.

"I am cumming…" He muttered but Torvi opened her eyes in shock the moment she felt something slip into her mouth and right into the back of her throat.

Njal held her head in place, thankful for her lack of a gag reflex as he began using her throat as a means to stroke his dick. The longer he stayed, the harder she struggled for air but this only made it feel better for Njal.

It didn't take long for him to dump and empty his balls sac right into her stomach and she had no choice but to drink it all up.

Before removing his entire dick from her mouth, sloppy with strings of saliva attached to it but Torvi had passed out.

"I guess I overdid it…." Njal said with a weakened smile as he covered her up and cuddled behind her to try and get some rest too.