"A blowj-uff." Grunt. Yes, a blowjob, that was right, as Volgin's lips moved and kissed along those lovely, soft ones. He might have mumbled something else, but he decided kissing was a more pressing matter, so he put his energies more towards that.

Then he stopped and considered a very important thing, and jerked away.

"I need to check something."

Whatever it was, Volgin was twisting himself and using the momentum to fling his respectable mass off the bed and to the door.