Kent was smiling like a child who had been served their favorite food.
In his case, he was indeed served the perfect food. He took just a glance, and he knew whose pussy that was.
'Elaine...'
He had seen it once, and well, it wasn't like he would ever forget such a sight. So he knew who was on the other side of the wall, and he approached it with such delicacy, blowing air over it.
It was his way of saying he was ready to devour the food he was served. On the other side of the wall, Elaine blushed, knowing it was her turn.
She had waited long for her turn, too, so to ease her into the mood, her sisters came up with this method, and as it stood, Kent was ready to devour her.
Since his wives prepared him a meal, he could only devour it with great happiness.
His tongue found the open pink cave that was screaming for his attention.
"Aaaahhh."
