Chapter 71
Kneaded and sucked up and down, reason would gather only to scatter again. The stench of his g******s in Hansel’s mouth was revolting, yet she mindlessly swallowed and sucked him due to the blinding pleasure.
Their body fluids and saliva mixed, squelching together. Muffled moans. Excited breaths mingled crudely and lewdly.
Hansel, who had been stroking the shaft, moved one hand down to grab his t*******s. She clenched her long, slender fingers tightly and gently bit the tip in her mouth as it swelled significantly inside.
“Ah, f**k…”
“Ugh!”
He thrust his member deep into Hansel’s mouth. As his hips trembled, a bitter and sticky fluid burst out. Hansel, caught off guard, quickly lifted her head, but the copious s***n drenched her chin and lips.
“Cough, ugh… cough!”
Hansel turned away and coughed violently. After he had finished e*********g, he relaxed his waist with a satisfied sigh and looked down at Hansel.
“You suck really well. Is it really your first time?”
“I feel like I’m going to vomit…”
“…You could phrase that better, you know. That really hurts my feelings.”
Regardless of his muttering, Hansel busily wiped her lips with her sleeve. She glanced over her shoulder at him.
“Are we done now? I’ve sucked enough…”
“Give me a chance to recover my pride. I didn’t expect to come so quickly.”
“Your pride is your own problem. I’m done now… Hic!”
He spread Hansel’s folds with his index and middle fingers. With a rough gesture, Hansel stumbled forward. Her entrance, tormented by his tongue and lips, glistened pink and wet.
Intoxicated by the sight before him, he murmured,
“Damn, it’s beautiful. Yours.”
As if awaiting entry, he stared at the tightly closed pink lips, then savored them with his tongue. Once, twice. Then he thrust his tongue deep inside.
He ravaged the soft inner walls like a snake, frantically swallowing the flowing fluids. Tilting his head, he pushed his tongue deeper and pinched her c******s, making Hansel cry out and sob. Her v****a clenched tightly, spilling its juices. Lewd honey splashed copiously over his face.
As her head swayed with overwhelming pleasure, his p***s rubbed against her cheek. Pleased by the contact, he rubbed his p***s on her face while playing inside her.
Overwhelmed by all sorts of stimulation, Hansel reached climax. Her v****a and toes clenched tightly as her body shook violently.
“Ah, aah, ohhh!”
While Hansel trembled in spasms, he stopped his vigorous fingers and leisurely tasted her v***a and c******s. Hansel, extremely sensitive, burst into tears from even that light stimulation.
As Hansel collapsed, her face fell into the space between his legs, her eyes unfocused, gasping for breath.
He slowly withdrew his tongue from her. The p***s, engorged and ripe at climax, was lasciviously red. A beat later, as the entrance clamped shut, he scowled and cursed softly,
“No kidding, you?”
Hansel wanted to push his p***s away from her face but lacked the strength. Whether her chest was crushed against his firm lower abdomen didn’t matter—she murmured weakly,
“It’s over… now. Move, get off me, you filthy bastard.”
“And you’re incredibly stubborn.”
After his muttered words, he sat up. As Hansel’s upper body started to fall forward in a scream, he swiftly supported her. She ended up sitting, leaning against his rock-like upper body, her limbs trembling.
“Move, will you?”
He lightly lifted Hansel and flipped her over, seating her across his knees to face him.
“You…”
His voice was hoarse.
The flush of climax hadn’t faded from her cheeks. Her eyes were puffy and red, her small lips glistening with his s***n. Her chest heaved continuously as she gasped for breath.
She was vulgar and adorable. He wanted to torment her until she cried, begging to be f****d as she wiggled her a*s at him.
With what little strength she had left, Hansel pushed against him and muttered,
“Let me down, please!”
He bit down on her white nape, causing a sharp pain. Hansel dug her nails into his shoulder. He softly stroked the spot he had bitten and whispered,
“You really drive me crazy.”
He slowly pushed his fingers between her legs. His rough fingers slid in, parting her.
“Aahh!”
Hansel widened her eyes and shook her head. He firmly grabbed her retreating b******s.
“Where do you think you’re running off to?”
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