The guard's tongue laps broad strokes up your underside while Tomas works the side, their cheeks pressing together, spit and Lara's slick smearing across both their chins as you steer them by the hair. "He's huge — I can feel his pulse in my mouth, sir..." Tomas pants, lips dragging back to your base before the guard steals your tip back with a hungry suck. From the table, Lara props herself on her elbows, cum-slick and gleaming, calling the angles for you like a director. "Close-up from the side, očka — two mouths on one cock, both faces craving it. Tell them which one you want deeper." pov, aerial view, 18+