Delicious Sweet Milk Baguette - Chapter 14

She never imagined she’d be getting a massage from a man twice her size. Glancing over at Klimt, she saw that he had rolled up his sleeves and taken a serious stance.

“I’ll lower the gown a bit.”

Roa’s bathrobe had slipped down to her waist. Klimt’s skilled hands worked to ease the tension in her sore muscles.

“Where did you learn to do this?”

“I studied… I wanted to be able to give you a massage if I ever got to see you in person.”

Melted by his unexpected skill, Roa instinctively closed her eyes. From the tips of her toes, a soft, melting sensation spread through her, causing her to release a contented sigh.

“Ah…”

“Let me know if it’s too much pressure.”

“It’s… just right.”

His warm fingers traced along her prominent spine with a reverent touch, almost as if handling something sacred. Yet, his attention was meticulous, as if he remembered the sensitive spots where she found pleasure.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it. If there’s anything Roa wants from me, feel free to ask.”

His teasing voice made her body flush with warmth. Did he sense her thoughts? Her secret areas, which she had been touching alone in the bathroom, now felt tingling and craving affection.

Of course, what she wanted to eat right now was Klimt’s enormous baguette.

“Klimt… I’m hungry.”

“You’re hungry? Just a moment, then I’ll…”

“No… not that.”

His touch, which had been traveling from her shoulders down to her waist, now wandered over her exposed thighs.

With a slight turn of her head, she looked at Klimt with half-lidded eyes. She had noticed his front pressing against her since earlier, but now it was prominently swollen, revealing its significant presence.

“I want a baguette. With plenty of sweet milk.”

Though she had boldly made the suggestion, she felt embarrassed as she was not used to these kinds of things. With her ears heating up, she lowered her gaze slightly.

Klimt, finding her shyness cute, gave her a gentle kiss on the cheek.

“I’ll be happy to serve it to you anytime you want.”

Klimt’s rough fingers pressed into the inner side of Roa’s thighs. By this point, the musky fluid she had released had transferred to his hands. Even though he hadn’t touched her core directly, the heat from his touch had made her body flush.

“You’re wet, Roa.”

“Oh… Klimt… not there…”

“It’s dripping…”

With that, Klimt quickly moved beneath Roa. He eagerly began to suck on Roa’s swollen pearl, his thick and long tongue probing and sucking with varying intensities, making it difficult for Roa to suppress her high-pitched moans.

“Ugh… ah…”

“It’s such a precious thing…”

Klimt seemed to treat her overflowing fluid as if it were holy water, diligently savoring every drop. The sound of him swallowing mixed with the sensation of his thick tongue delving into her tender inner areas.

Roa found it unbearable, feeling an intense need to share body heat with him.

“Klimt, stop now…”

“Shall I give you something else?”

“Mm… I want to eat…”

Klimt’s persistence was both exhaustive and meticulous. After several climaxes that had left Roa thoroughly relaxed, she urged him on.

With a clicking sound, Klimt unfastened his buckle. The massive, protruding column of flesh cast a dark shadow, and Klimt’s hand, lightly brushing over it, was filled with a sticky sensuality. Even after a long time, his member still exhibited an impressive grandeur.

“Today… I want to be on top.”

Faced with the sight of the baguette she had been craving, she couldn’t help but drool. Roa lightly kissed Klimt and then pushed him onto the soft bedding. Though Klimt’s large frame seemed immovable, he adjusted to accommodate Roa’s wishes.

“You must have been very hungry.”

“Mm… yes. I’ve been starving for quite a while.”

“I’m glad. That Roa likes my baguette.”

It was hard to imagine anyone turning away from such an impressive member. Despite its excessive size, its smooth, elegant curve and enticing color made Roa want to engulf it immediately.

Klimt also appeared quite excited , as a clear liquid was beaded at the tip of his member.

When Roa touched that sticky fluid, Klimt’s p–is twitched and bobbed in response.

It seemed to be a signal, as Roa then mounted Klimt, rubbing her core against his massive flesh. The thick gap was warm enough, and she opened her lower mouth to take it in.

“Ah… mmm.”

However, even though she was fully aroused, Klimt’s huge p–is was overwhelming. Roa spread her damp entrance, lowering her waist with effort. The sensation of being filled was so intense that it made breathing difficult. How had she managed this before?

“Klimt, should I—”

“Don’t move right now… ah… just stay still. I’ll move when you’re ready.”