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Now reading: Chapter 127: B-Benjamin, You Sleazebag… You’re Gonna Stretch from The System Sent Me to Breed an All-Female Amazon Tribe, a Fantasy novel by VineSunday.

Roselyn’s lips were so soft they almost felt unreal—pliant and responsive, molding perfectly to mine with every tilt of her head.

When I sucked gently on her lower lip, she whimpered, the noise muffled but needy, and her hips rolled once against in instinctive response, grinding the soaked seam of her shorts right along the hardness of my penis.

The friction sent a sharp jolt through ; my dick throbbed painfully, thickening fast, straining toward the wet heat I could feel soaking through her clothes and into mine.

Her lips were so sweet, I feared I’d take a bite, if only it won’t hurt her...

Nevertheless, I couldn’t resist it; I still took a small bite, catching her plump lower lip gently between my teeth and tugging just enough to stretch it before releasing.

She gasped sharply into my mouth, the sound turning into a broken, needy moan that spilled hot against my tongue.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling closer, deeper, as though she wanted to fuse herself to completely.

Then her fingers gripped the front of my shirt in tight fists, with her knuckles paling as she yanked down harder, pulling deeper into the wet, slobbering kiss.

Our mouths crashed together with no space left between us; our lips sliding together, mashing and sucking hungrily.

Her tongue pushed past my teeth like a snake, thick and hot, swirling around mine in slow, deliberate loops that dragged saliva across every surface.

I chased it back, our tongues pressing flat against each other, slick muscle grinding wetly, the tips flicking and curling like they were fighting for dominance inside our mouths.

She licked the corners of my mouth in broad, greedy strokes, tasting the edges where our lips t, then dove back in to tangle deeper.

Saliva pooled fast; with thick, warm strands stretching between our tongues every ti we pulled apart for a half-breath, only to snap and drip down our chins when we slamd back together.

The kiss was ssy and noisy, and full of wet smacks and muffled moans that vibrated straight into my throat.

Isabelle and the twins sat frozen on the bed just a few inches away, watching with wide, unblinking eyes and faces flushed cherry red.

Isabelle’s big green eyes were glassy, her plump pink lips parted in silent shock, twin green buns slightly askew from how she kept shifting nervously.

Claire—bob-cut violet hair framing her sharp little face—bit down hard on her lower lip, teeth sinking in until the flesh paled, while her fingers squeezed the hem of her ridiculously short skirt so tightly the pleats bunched up in her lap, exposing more of her smooth thighs.

Clay’s longer violet strands hung forward as she pressed her knuckles to her mouth, eyes wide and pupils blown huge, gaze locked on us without a single blink.

They were bundled so close together on that soft green mattress, with their knees touching, shoulders brushing, and small bodies huddled like they didn’t know whether to look away or lean closer.

So cute it almost hurt to see.

Ugh! This fairy...!

Roselyn had shifted gears; she was tongue-fucking now, without holding back.

Her tongue speared straight into my mouth, thick and insistent, thrusting in and out in quick, shallow pumps that mimicked sothing far dirtier.

Her head bobbed slightly with each push, lips sealed tight around mine so every withdrawal pulled a fresh string of saliva between us.

The wet sounds were obscene—schlick-schlick-schlick as her tongue plunged deep, swirling once at the back of my throat before retreating only to ram back in again.

My own tongue t hers halfway, sliding alongside it, trying to block her advance, but she was relentless—darting past, licking the roof of my mouth, pressing flat against my tongue to grind hard before pulling out with a filthy pop that left our lips connected by glistening threads.

Consud by the lust roaring through , I slid one hand behind her, my fingers splaying wide over the curve of her petite ass.

The flesh was firm yet yielding—small, rounded cheeks that fit perfectly in my palm.

I squeezed hard, digging my fingertips in until the muscle bunched under my grip, then kneaded slowly, molding the tight globe like warm dough.

Her shorts stretched taut over the handful, the seam riding up between her cheeks so I could feel the cleft through the fabric.

Every squeeze made her hips jerk forward, grinding her soaked crotch harder against my throbbing erection.

Honestly, it was kind of silly—the way our tongues battled, the sloppy overflow of spit dripping down our chins and rolling in slow, warm trails across our chests—but it was also incredibly sensual and quite raw, impossible to stop.

Oh geez, lust... Lust had taken over completely.

I slipped my fingers past the tight waistband of her shorts, hooking the thin string of her panties.

The elastic material pressed into her hip as I tugged upward.

She moaned louder into my mouth, the sound vibrating against my tongue, as her pace increased—tongue thrusting faster, wetter, chasing every inch of space inside my mouth.

I held the thin strip underneath her shorts and pulled steadily, increasing the tension until I felt the fabric bite hard into her pussy.

The material wedged deep between her plump outer lips, pressing flat against her clit and splitting her folds open beneath the shorts.

The pressure made her entire body jolt.

"Ahn! B-Benjamin, you sleaze... You’ll stretch them out..." she whispered breathlessly against my lips before diving back in, her mouth devouring mine with renewed hunger.

I kept pulling for a few more seconds; with slow, deliberate tugs that made the string grind back and forth over her swollen clit—then released.

Her eyes flicked up to mine imdiately, those golden irises of hers searching , questioning, almost pleading.

Why did you stop? She wanted to probably ask.

But before she could voice it, I stretched my fingers farther down inside her shorts.

The heat hit first—scorching and slick, radiating from her wet pussy.

My fingertips brushed the soaked entrance of her vagina; the lips were puffy, parted slightly, and utterly drenched in thick wetness that coated my skin instantly.

Just that light contact made her tremble violently.

"Hnnhg!! Fuck!"

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