He sipped a few times as if enjoying it, then slowly pulled himself out. Immediately, the flesh wall inside greedily sucked and pulled as if not wanting to let go of the giant object that was gradually receding from her body.
The feeling of that rough thing rubbing and scraping every nook and cranny inside is intoxicating. Even the slight throbbing pain from the expanding flesh walls was, at this moment, just a form of pleasure.
Perhaps sensing that, Varkan smirked, but his expression frowned.
"Do you like it? Do this with me."
Before he could say no, the monster that had just pulled out all the way to the bottom of his penis entered again ferociously. The thrust of his hips was incredibly skillful, constantly stirring his throbbing depths.
"You like it. You like it so you twitched and gurgled to suck on my thing."
It felt like being crushed under a raging war horse. His penis rubbed the inner wall frantically, making her feel both too much to bear and at the same time so happy that her mind felt like it was about to burn. She almost lost all reason in the burning sensation, as if her lower body was completely melting.
"Uh... Ah! Huh..."
A sob escaped from her plump lips. She awkwardly hugged his shoulders, rubbing her forehead against his thick, muscular neck, not knowing what to do.
The small, muffled moans fueled his desire even more. The bulging object looked like it was about to explode as it slid past her shiny pussy lips, continuously penetrating deep into the tight entrance. At the same time, he also rubbed the highest point of erection, the clitoris.
“Call my name.”
His large hand caressed Irel's beautiful silver hair, then squeezed it tightly. His voice was hoarse with pleasure, urging:
“Hurry.”
What a strange thing. It was clear that he was the one weighing down a woman who was less than half of his body, but from his mouth came a pleading tone.
However, she is no different. As if dyed by his heat, her mind became soft, unable to think.
Maybe that's why, the name that she usually finds difficult to say because her lips and tongue are stiff, now flows out naturally like running water.
“Va, rkan…”
The moment she had difficulty calling his name, the churning monster inside suddenly expanded even more violently.
“I was going to do just enough and then stop.”
The action of thrusting hips so supple and lustful that it made people shiver suddenly stopped. He sighed softly, one arm holding her and pulling her close to his chest. Therefore, Irel couldn't see his expression right now.
“It seems impossible.”
But she could feel this. His voice was self-mocking, carrying an extremely restless and desperate tone.
"Brace your jaw. Don't bite your tongue."
He ordered in a sweet voice, then turned her over. Then, he lifted her butt up and began thrusting his penis into her from behind.
“Huh! Ah!! Ah ah!!”
Irel scratched the sofa with both hands, crying non-stop. Even though she was being penetrated with her ass up like a bitch, she still felt undeniable pleasure.
It's so pleasant. His strong arms hugged her tightly, his body was crazy hot and shiny, and the big thing was pushing her lustfully from below.
But what excited her the most was the face Varkan caught a glimpse of. The face that always had a mocking smile was now distorted, red with pleasure. That face exuded an intense pheromone, making her feel like she could get pregnant just by looking at it.
“What, like my face?”
Varkan, who observantly noticed her eyes, showed a bewitchingly beautiful smile. He gave a strong push
entropion
, then whispered:
"I like your hole too. Extremely tight and hot."
Vulgar words at this time only stimulate excitement. With the thrust of his hips starting again, Irel sobbed and threw his head back. Even though her current face could never be seen by others, it was still grabbed by Varkan's hand and forced back.
The delicate face was completely shattered. Her white cheeks were streaked with tears, and her eyes were pink as if they were covered in fruit juice. The deep tooth marks on her lips, swollen from being bitten, became even more obvious.
However, Varkan roughly used his finger - the finger that had just been massaging her clitoris - to rub the painful wound.
“Lạ thật. Càng thô bạo thì bên trong lại càng siết chặt, em thích kiểu này à?”
He asked, looking like he really didn't understand
acrid
a sound, slapping Irel's butt hard. Although it wasn't very painful, she felt extremely humiliated.
Having been beaten and prodded several times with that almost deadly object, she felt like she had truly turned into a mare in heat. She felt her insides tremble with pleasure, automatically contracting every time her butt was spanked.
“Just now I was crying and saying I couldn't come in, but now I'm swallowing it so deliciously.”
Varkan chuckled, taunted, then spread her red ass crack wider. He stretched his balls to the point where he couldn't get any wider, then stuck his angry object deeper inside.
The girl was wearing only her underwear, face down on the sofa, shaking uncontrollably. The chemise shirt she was wearing had long since fallen to the floor, and the hole that had been stretched to the limit was as hot as if it had been burned.
"Ah, squeeze... swallow it so deliciously, why are you still pretending to be shy? So cute."
The man pushed her hard from behind like a male dog, seemingly with no intention of stopping. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to meet her family on time.
“Please, if you don't stop now…”
"If I don't stop? Are you going to hate me?"
Obviously he said he loved her first. He smiled lustfully, using his hand to cover Irel's lovely lips. Then he used his fingernails to rub lewdly across her small tongue, preventing any desperate pleas to stop from escaping.
“Haak, pant…”
Irel panted while sucking his finger. Both her upper and lower entrances were tormented by him. Even though she cried and struggled to find a way to escape, the born hunter that he was would never let go.
"Do you want to end it quickly? Then let's shake this beautiful butt more lustfully."
His eyes licked along her slim waist. He pressed his palm on her white back, urging her to lift her butt even higher.
"Don't want to use your waist? If that's the case, you might not be able to leave here all day."
He, with the eyes of a wild beast, stroked along her waist, urging her. The thin moans escaping from her twitching body stimulated him even more.
Irel had to do as he said, shaking her butt. The feeling of his being stuffed, pushed deep inside the tight space, then rubbed and pulled out
flash
a very clear sound. With the harsh thrusts repeated endlessly, she felt like the area between her legs was about to tear apart.
The feeling of the large object pushing deep inside was so mesmerizing. A numb feeling rang out below her navel, and her thighs automatically stiffened and trembled.
"Do you like being penetrated deep inside? Miss Irel, your sensitive spot is too deep, I'm afraid you won't be able to climax if it's not mine."
Varkan laughed, saying that she had a gentle face but was the complete opposite. He placed his hand under one of her knees, spreading her legs even wider.
Because of this, she could catch a glimpse of her sensitive image in the mirror across from the sofa. Even the dark red object moving in and out between the two of them.
Irel closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look directly at her ruined appearance. Immediately, his other hand slithered between her legs like a snake, pressing on her clitoris located above the hole he was stirring.
“Ah, no, let go… Please.”
“You know that every time I touch you here, you get tighter inside?”
He dabbed the love juice flowing down her thighs, rubbing up and down on her swollen clitoris. At the same time, he thrust harder and harder into the already burning hole.
"Ah, you're so tight. Why are you so supple?"
"Stop, whew! Ah ah!!"
She couldn't bear it anymore. The orgasm shot through her body like a bolt of lightning, making her legs tremble. Her stomach tightened from the strain, and her hips automatically bounced each time.
Her cheeks were red, her eyes wrinkled, and her lips parted lasciviously. Varkan stared at her face through the mirror without blinking, then smirked.
“What an honor, that you enjoy it so much even though you're swallowing something from a lowly person.”
It seemed he was still resentful that her parents had rejected his marriage proposal because of her background. And the consequences of that resentment, Irel must bear all. With your own body.
"Look. What a lecherous face you have on. In this world, is there any man who can't get an erection when looking at this face?"
He grabbed Irel's slim chin, forcing her to look straight into the mirror. Of course, he had no intention of letting any other bastards see this damned pretty face of hers.
But he found it adorable and interesting when Irel obediently looked into the mirror and was startled in horror. Unfortunately, the way he knew was only distorted like this.
‘My stuff. My possession.'
The deep possession was deeply satisfied in this moment, making him satisfied. He deliberately bit hard on the white neck, leaving a mark, causing physiological tears to well up in Irel's eyes.
“It hurts… ugh…”
Pushed to the limit both physically and mentally, Irel couldn't bear it any longer and tears fell freely. The upcoming married life with him, she feels heavy right now.
The beauty was sobbing under him, looking so miserable. Every man would want to pull out a handkerchief to wipe her face, and hug and comfort her gently.
Unfortunately, the person who is about to become her husband is a person whose emotions are very different from ordinary people. Her beautiful face that made people want to swear when they saw her cry excited Varkan even more.
He understood why there was a saying
'beautiful beauty'
. When Irel cried, her rosy cheeks, wet with tears, sparkled even more seductively, inviting him. He couldn't help but pressure her further.
"Why are you crying? The more you cry, the more excited you become."