Third Person’s POV
She leaned forward and planted a soft, lingering, and almost worshipping kiss directly on the swollen, purple head of his penis.
"Chuuu~~!"
The sound was delicate and affectionate but also lustful to the extre.
To Ethan, who was watching her with a strange, captivated glint in his crimson eyes, it seed as if she were coaxing a beloved child with a silent promise that she would return to lavish it with passion once more.
His cock twitched violently under her attention, as if answering her silent declaration, and in response, a lodious, breathy giggle escaped her, the sound music to his ears.
But rembering her primary task, she finally reached down with her small, delicate hand and cupped the full weight of his ballsack.
Her eyes suddenly widened slightly in surprise at how heavy and soft they felt in her palm.
A smile played on her glossy, kiss-swollen lips as she began to gently knead and roll them, fascinated by their texture and the soft skin that housed such power.
"Enough playing with them... Now take them in your mouth, girl..." Ethan’s voice cut through her reverie, husky and thick with impatience.
She nodded hastily, her blue eyes wide with a mix of nervousness and fervor.
Lowering her head further, she nuzzled against his groin before parting her lips and taking one of his heavy testicles into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth.
"Aahh~~ Mmmphh~"
The sensation made her gasp around him and stole her breath montarily, but she clung to his powerful thighs for support with her knuckles becoming white, as she looked up at him for approval.
Her expression was one of utter submission, and her blue eyes seed to be shimring with the need to please him.
She fully took his whole ballsack in her mouth and began to suckle gently on them.
Her agile tongue swirled and licked its soft and sensitive skin, as she bathed him in her warm saliva.
Ethan groaned in response as the pleasure was imnse and primal.
For a mont, it felt as if his very essence was being drawn back into a sacred, nurturing womb and was cherished and revered in its protection.
The sight of such a beautiful, innocent girl, with her flawless white skin and her plump breasts straining against her thighs with their pink nipples likely pebbled hard, all while servicing him so selflessly, filled him with a deep, possessive satisfaction and vanity that only a man could feel.
Seeing the desperate question in her expectant, ocean-blue eyes, he rewarded her with a slow, approving smile as his hand ca down to pat her head lovingly.
"Good girl," he murmured with genuine appreciation.
Encouraged, she redoubled her efforts of sucking and licking and did it with such fervent dedication that her cheeks hollowed and her breathing beca ragged, and it looked as if she were on the verge of choking herself for his pleasure.
Ethan reveled in the intense sensation and the visual feast she provided.
Watching her gradually sink into a delirious, pleasure-drunk state, her movents becoming more instinctual, he finally cupped her heated cheek.
"Alright, that’s enough... You have done well, baby, and for that, you need a reward."
Lucy pulled back imdiately, his slick balls slipping from her mouth with a soft, wet sound.
"Phuwah~~!" she gasped, as she drew in deep, ragged breaths of air into her air deprived lungs.
But her focus remained entirely on his face, her expression one of eager anticipation.
This was her first ti doing such shaful things, and every new, lustful adventure of their session had thrilled and excited her beyond asure, leaving her desperate to discover what he would introduce next.
Noticing her anticipation, he didn’t speak.
Instead, he pointed a single, commanding finger at his throbbing, saliva-sared cock, then pointed to her parted, inviting mouth.
He watched with a smirk playing on his lips as the understanding dawned in her eyes.
Understanding his gesture perfectly, she nodded with a fresh blush coloring her cheeks.
Cupping his ballsack in her small hand to guide herself, she leaned forward once more, her warm breath teasing the head of his cock, and eagerly took his entire, thick length deep into her warm, welcoming mouth.
Ethan took a sharp, ragged breath, the air hissing between his teeth, and to his surprise, he found that this ti he didn’t need to guide her at all.
As if responding to so primal instinct, Lucy began to bob her head up and down along his length, her movents evolving from hesitant to hungry while embodying the rhythm of an eager novice quickly embracing her own debauchery.
She was a remarkably fast learner in Ethan’s eyes.
While her dominant right hand worked his shaft, her other hand did not rest as it found its way beneath to cradle the heavy sac of his balls.
She started to fondle it and applied a gentle, knowing pressure that made his thighs tremble.
She maintained a perfect, poised balance in her sharp high heels despite her body squatting in such a deep, demanding crouch as she lost herself completely in the lustful, hypnotic task of servicing him.
And the only sounds left in the room were their ragged breaths and the wet, obscene music of her efforts.
"Schlllp~ Gawk~ Gawk~ Mmmph~!"
The sounds were relentless and beca a lustful symphony of her dedication.
Her throat worked around him and accepted more and more of his dick with each descent.
After a few minutes of this breathtaking pace, a coil of tension snapped within Ethan.
His hands, which had been resting on her shoulders, suddenly flew to her hair and tangled in the silken strands before fisting tightly on them without any rcy.
She gasped around his girth with a muffled sound of surprise and a flicker of pain, but she didn’t pull away.
Instead, she looked up at him with wide, watery eyes as she surrendered completely to his control.
In his final, desperate throes, Ethan took charge completely.
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