Nessa's moan was muffled as she drank deeply, her lips sealed around him, her tongue swirling to catch every bit of the sacred release. "OHH… YES… IT'S TOO GOOD!" she shouted, her voice breaking as the excess spilled over, dripping onto her chest, staining the moonweave robe with its shimmering warmth. "WE DRANK IT ALL… YOUR HOLY LOAD IS OURS!" she declared proudly, her voice trembling with reverence as she licked her lips clean, her eyes locked on Mikhailis with a fierce, worshipful adoration.