Chapter 25
“Haa! Ah! You, uh, uhg! Hh, uha, s-stop! Muaaht!”
Those black orbs were not the least bit innocent. Her eyes gleaming mischievously, she worked her hands more roughly, more fiercely.
Squeeze, squeeze, squelch—squelch! She made the veins of his p***s swell to their limit, then, as if milking a cow, she stroked firmly from the base all the way down, squeezing it out.
“Huuuuh, uuup, uuuaaah……”
Under her corrupting touch, he let out bizarre, wretched sounds, writhing his hips uncontrollably. The hand that had grabbed her wrist was utterly useless. His entire body was burning up.
And when she momentarily loosened her grip to scratch the swollen tip, something surged fiercely from his core, threatening to erupt in thick, choking spurts.
“No, uh-no, eeeet, no, don’t, don’t look…!”
Though white fluid was already sticky on her hand, his manhood was preparing for an even greater leap.
No matter how many shameful sights she had already seen, he couldn’t let this happen. He couldn’t let Jeina see this.
On his knees, Ronius shook his hips, trying to pull himself free.
“Haaang! Hut, uhg……”
Of course, it was futile. Jeina, a deep arc of a smile on her lips, watched his struggles with satisfaction.
Then, his body stiffened for an instant before being wracked by a climactic spasm. Ronius flailed his thick hands, desperately trying to knock her hands away by force.
But the viciously tight grip didn’t budge an inch against his trained male strength, and his hands were uselessly batted away. His body trembled violently as he contorted his face against the intensifying sensations.
“Ah, no, no, d-don’t, ugh, urk…! No! Don’t! Aaah, no, eeeh…!”
Absolutely not… Absolutely not…
He pleaded inwardly, but he was no match for the handiwork that felt like it was wringing out his very soul.
No matter how much he struggled, no matter how much he begged, it was useless.
It seemed she would never let him go. His vision began to blur under the intense, soul-draining sensation.
Finally, his upper body slumped forward.
“Le-Let… uuuhg…!”
He just managed to brace himself with both hands on the bed, preventing himself from collapsing directly onto Jeina…
But he was left with his hips in the air, hunched over her like a dog, his rigid member swaying menacingly over her fine-featured face. And she, continuing her motions as if nothing had happened, kept stroking him, milking him dry.
“Haah… Hahak…!”
Despite the ridiculous posture, as if he were truly milking a cow, his hand movements were endlessly serious. The blood vessels bulged and the entrance opened and closed repeatedly.
“Ah, ah, ah! Gak, heuk, uwaaah…! I’m, I’m…!”
His b******s clenched tightly, then papapak! His waist shuddered. Shaking his beastly raised hips, Ronius met his end in a somewhat frivolous manner.
“Heeok, eok…. Uuwoooo….”
He kept his eyes tightly shut like that, openly savoring the lingering sensations of his climax. Nothing whatsoever crossed his mind. His head was just dazed, and his entire body melted away, as if it had finally obtained what it had been craving.
However, that was only brief.
“Hmmm…”
At the soft voice coming from below, his body stiffened. His drowsy mind abruptly awoke to the sensation of a hand groping his member.
Ronius, heeok, gasped a ragged breath and quickly straightened his waist. He creaked— moved his head, straining to keep it from turning.
The woman blinking her eyes up at him from directly below. His face couldn’t help but be filled with shock.
His mouth opened and closed, but he was at a loss for words and shut it again.
Her face was a mess. The remnants of his pleasure were splattered all over that pretty face, and clumps of pale fluid were tangled thickly in her hair.
“Ah, no, I didn’t mean to… This, uh…”
He fidgeted, awkwardly stretching out his rough, calloused hand, but ultimately couldn’t bring himself to touch her and pulled it back.
His hand and eyes wandered helplessly around her face, not knowing what to do.
His abruptly returned senses and his body still floundering in the aftermath of his release.
I’m done for… He bit his lip, staring at his waist, which still hadn’t stopped trembling. He was utterly mortified and horrified by his own state.
‘This is no way for a reunion… No…’
The sticky evidence was still oozing out in her grip.
He was just about to firmly tell her to let go now, even if it was Jeina, when her mouth opened first.
“Feel better?”
Jeina asked, sounding genuinely curious. She casually fondled the flesh in her hand as she sat up.
“Wha— What?”
Glug, glug— the s***n kept creeping out. Jeina couldn’t tear her eyes away from the fascinating sight. It was hot, massive, hard…
‘So this is what it’s like, carrying this heavy thing between your legs…’
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