dorione groaned loudly, his head thrown back as he felt his thighs being to tremble around the other man's head, his lover's tongue flicking back and forth across his small, budding cock with such glee, dorione felt light headed. he hadn't intended on finding a date tonight with the toys (his affectionate name for the rag-tag group of bottoms he'd fallen in with after moving to copperdale university the fall before) much less a hook-up. he'd simply wanted to dance the night away with a line of c
today ione learned that sims that have physical contact with mermaids get a delightful little debuff telling them that their mermaid partner has smeared them with an obnoxiously fishy oil all over their skin. aphroditi would absolutely not be pleased about this, and there would be quite a lot of .. vigorous scrubbing.
