LOGINKitten's POV
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Determined, I asked him a hard question, but there was a possibility that he knew the answer. Especially since he’s a math genius, I’d run out of ideas at the moment.
“I don’t know,” he said after holding his chin to ponder for a short while. I was inwardly surprised at his response, but I didn’t let it show on my face. Rather, I put on a smug look as if I’d been waiting for him to lose.He unbuttoned his pants, and I didn’t even bother to look away since I was sure he was wearing underwear. But just like the incident that day in the bathroom, I was wrong again.
The moment he pulled down his pants, I was met with his huge thing that was standing erect.“AAAHHH!” I shrieked and looked away while lamenting this wasted chance internally, “Why aren’t you wearing underwear?” I scolded without looking at him.
Instead of replying, he walked to me, and once again I could see his member; this time it was up close!I swallowed hard, and I could feel my cheeks heat up, more than usual, and even had that hungry need down there- the need to be filled with his bird!
“Why haven’t you put on clothes? Go away!” I snapped, forcing myself to look away. Unexpectedly, he pinched my chin and forced me to stare at the forbidden thing once again. “Do you like what you see, sis?” he asked me.“Wh-what?” I faltered. Why was he saying such a thing with a seductive voice? Did he even know that turned me on even more?
“You like your personal lollipop?” he questioned again. I nodded at first, but then immediately shook my head, contrary to what my heart wanted. “Kitten, you’re such a bad liar. I can see it in your eyes- the raw lust that you’re trying to suppress,” “I-I'm not lusting after you!” I stood up immediately, and he quickly put his hands on my shoulders.“From the moment you suggested the strip game, I knew you had a thing for me. We are the same, and that’s why I agreed,” he disclosed, and I couldn’t suppress the gasp that escaped my lips.
“Kitten,” he walked towards the bed and perched on it, holding his still-erect member. “He’s all yours. Don’t be shy,” he beckoned to me in a sexy tone that I just couldn’t ignore.Subconsciously, I started to walk towards him until I reached the bed. Then I got on my knees, stared hungrily at his cock and then at him.
“Go ahead, my dear kitten,” he urged smilingly. Encouraged, I held his manhood with both hands. I felt it pulsing, and a gasp escaped me, my eyes growing wide as I let go of it. He chuckled at my action.“Don’t be afraid. He’s all yours to tame,” he says again, and I brave myself to hold his jewel. I start to pleasure him slowly, occasionally planting kisses on his rod while he strokes my hair tenderly.
WILLIAM’S POVWhen she started pleasing me with her magical hands and those kisses she planted especially on the tip of my shaft, I had no choice but to suppress the moan that was threatening to escape through my lips. No, I mustn’t moan!
But without a heads-up, she suddenly put my length into her mouth, trying to accommodate it as much as possible.At that moment, my face contorted, and I let out a moan, not in the least sorry about it. Instead, I’d become more lustful.
“Suck me, Kitten,” I said with need, grabbing her hair to motivate her to do what I desired. And she didn’t let me down, she started sucking my jewel, and the slurping sounds made me even hungrier. I love this feeling, and I don’t want it to end.At a point, I got to my feet and started thrusting fast into her mouth, and she didn’t resist. After thrusting for a while, I removed my member from her mouth as I’d cummed.
She hungrily swallowed it and even licked my member clean. “William, you taste so delicious,” she said with a look of lust.With his left elbow bent, Benard's forearm was horizontally resting on the windowsill, fingers softly clenched. And his weight was balanced on the ball of his left foot, heel lifted slightly off the ground.The right side of his upper body angled toward Lucas, his right palm resting on the blond’s left shoulder. His right leg was raised, arched and hooked around the right side of his friend's waist, toes curled inward.The spear user wasn’t just standing idly behind his pal—his right hand was extended forward, supporting his friend’s raised thigh with his fingers pressing gently against Benard’s skin. His other hand was tucked behind him, the back of his left palm pressed to his lumbar region with his fingers slightly curled in.In this position, the brunet kept rocking his torso back and forth, each rearward movement causing his rear pussy to esuriently take in his comrade's tool of pleasure time and again.Each time his hips moved backwards, the heel of his left leg would lower, almo
Now kneeling on the windowsill, Benard's knees were widely apart.His torso leaned forward, suspended in mid-air, his lower back was arched, his hips canted sensually, and his wrists were held captive behind him by his own shirt. Thanks to this, his torso was absolved from the crime of being covered all this time.Standing between the brunet's dangling feet, Lucas had his pal's butt cheeks delicately pulled apart, revealing the twitching fuckslit."What a slutty prune hole you have, Ben. Even after being stretched and pounded relentlessly for so long by my pleasure tool, it's still shamelessly begging for more. Wouldn't it be a crime then not to tantalise this hole of yours for being too naughty, hm?"Having said that, Lucas lowered his head and began tracing his tongue along the perimeter of his friend's butthole. Slowly. Teasingly."Hnnh~ Mm~ stop this teasing," Benard said, his tone impatient, his buttslit hankering for the very thing it had gotten addicted to and so craved tonight
Benard's torso was bucking forward repeatedly, his left palm pressed to the windowsill's edge while his head and right flank were facing Lucas. The splayed fingers of the brunet's right palm were also bracing against the blond's toned gut. Lucas was still gripping Benard firmly by the waist and making the latter thrust his enticing backside rearwards. Simultaneously, the blond was also driving his own hips back and forth with a steady pace, accompanied by the distinct sound of skin smacking skin."Fuck, your hole is clenching around me this tight. I'm gonna fuck you senseless," Lucas said in a resolute tone, increasing the rate of his waist oscillating.With his eyelids sagging and his mouth agape, the sword-wielder helplessly emitted a sequence of frenzied moans. "Oh... Ohh~ Oh gods~! Aah... Aaah~!! please... Aaa~! slow down...Nngh... Aarhh~ Aah... Aghh~ S-slow down... Aauh... Ahngh... Aaah~"The sound of skin hitting flesh intensified.Benard's appeal had fallen on deaf ears, obviou
Benard's arms were bent at the elbow while he leaned on the window ledge. His right elbow was placed on top of the other.His head was inclined, eyes slumped, and his slightly parted lips were pressed to the skin of his right wrist as he emitted low, repressed moans.His spine was curved into an arch, his feet planted apart just enough, and his knees slightly bent forward.His asscheeks sensually tilted upward as he kept moving his hips backwards at an unhurried, deliberate pace.His fuckhole repeatedly gulfed more than half of his buddy’s shaft each time he drove his hips rearwards.Lucas had his left hand bunched in his buddy’s shirt while his other hand was placed behind his back, its wrist and the back of his right palm resting at the base of his spine, with his fingers curled up slightly but not forming a full fist.His head was tilted slightly to the right, watching with interest as Benard kept pushing his hips back. Watching the way Benard’s esurient hole kept taking him in lik
Benard and Lucas were now in an assigned room, which was far from the king’s chambers. The room was quite spacious and nicely furnished with a queen-sized bed. There were two large windows which were currently open.There were no mosquitoes, and creeping things or other flying insects wouldn't dare to approach the palace anyway.Demon servants soon came in to fill the two wooden tubs in the room with water, and after they'd left, the two friends both denuded themselves of their robes, got in the tubs and sat, exhausted, emitting sighs of relief as the steam from the water billowed, time and again masking their faces.“Buddy, I never thought I’d see you in any of the states I saw you today. Choking yourself on a dick, riding my dick in a manner that made all those females I'd slept with look like rookies... The way you kept thrusting your hips back impatiently… Benard, I won’t lie, no man who has made love to you will ever forget the feel and taste of your ass. They’d kill for a chance
Benard had his lips pressed together, eyes half-open as he emitted strained but muffled sounds of bliss.His torso was suspended, its weight balanced on his palms with all ten fingers fanned out at the edge of the bed. The rest of his body was in the air. Lucas' hands were hooked under his friend's bent-forward and spread-apart knees. His hips time and again swinging forward and rearwards, his cock fervently digging for sweet treasures in the slick depths of his buddy's asscunt.Sweat droplets glistened on their bodies, reflecting how long they had been in that position. The brunet's dick repeatedly hit his toned, clenched stomach as Lucas's hips drove forward, sending intoxicating surges of pleasure through him with every thrust."You like being slammed by my cock, huh?" Lucas asked, grunting as his nuts slapped his pal's ass repeatedly.Benard nodded, lips still drawn inward, lids hanging low, "Mm-hmm,""Not a proper answer, buddy," the blond then delivered a mighty thrust that sen
“Oh, sorry,” he said sheepishly as he stooped to pick up the towel, concealing his glory from her view once more. However, the damage had been done. Evanna swallowed, her eyes fixated on below his waist, wishing she had the power to make the towel come loose again.His throat-clearing woke her up.
Evanna sat on the bed, now attired in a sky-blue silk night gown. With her daughter’s pleading, she had no choice but to allow Trent into their home ‘for the night’. And it was a good thing that he had offered to sleep on the sofa. Hmph, if he hadn’t, she would have asked him to just sleep on the f
Evanna still couldn’t believe it.The man with a buzz cut was outnumbered, and yet the ones harmed and writhing in pain on the floor were those black-clad men.“Lady, are you alright?” the man asked, making his way over to her.She nodded vigorously, her heart still pounding hard in her chest, “Y-y
It was night.Evanna trudged through the rain, her suitcase trailing behind her, heart heavy with sorrow. Her tears had long been overshadowed by the rain; she seemed to hear silent whispers mocking her failed marriage.Every eye she saw became a judging eye as if they were silently telling her it







