Hard, gentle... she liked it all, so long as it was somehow depraved, and this definitely fell into the category. Poor Timmy had a hand in her hair, fingers holding him down as his tongue worked, Kakia's cunt feeding him as she drank in his lust, his shame, his guilt.
Nipple hard in Dolos' mouth, her head turned a bit toward him, murmuring soft adorations in greek, words that contrasted with their surrounding, but valid all the same.