Elaine’s fingers dipped lower, brushing the damp lace beneath, drawing a sharp inhale from despite my glare. Reason warred with instinct—duel edge sharpened, but at her price?
I asked, "You think this ’help’ doesn’t co with strings?" Trusting her was not the right thing for to do.
Her fingers deftly tugged the silk pants and damp lace down in one smooth motion, exposing fully.
My pink cock twitching half-hard against my flat belly, glistening tip leaking pre-cum in thin strands, while below, my slick pussy lips parted flushed and swollen, folds puffy from last night’s abuse and current arousal, clit peeking needy amid the wetness that already soaked my inner thighs.
Elaine’s eyes darkened a fraction at the sight, nostrils flaring as she inhaled my spiked oga scent—sweet honeyed desperation laced with defiance—her hand hovering a beat too long, thumb brushing the sensitive base where cock t slit.
"Perfect—leaking for it already," she murmured huskily, voice rougher now, gaze devouring as she spread my thighs wider with her knee. "Fight-ready after this purge. You have to hold still."
"Tch! I can see your lust. Everything is clear to ."
"Yes, I am feeling a bit horny, but this is your fault."
"My fault?! It’s yours!"
"Look, I don’t my reputation to be in tatters."
Elaine’s gaze lingered hungrily on my exposed core, her ice-blue eyes darkening to stormy cobalt as she drank in the sight.
My pink cock twitching desperately against my flat belly, the flushed tip already beading pre-cum in shiny strands that trailed down the veined shaft, while just below.
As for my slick pussy throbbed openly, puffy lips parted invitingly to reveal the glistening pink folds within, clit swollen and peeking needy from its hood amid the fresh gush of arousal soaking my inner thighs.
The cool chamber air kissed my heated skin, making shiver, but it was her stare that ignited fire low in my gut—traitorous Oga instincts warring with my snarling pride.
"Gods, look at you—leaking like a bitch already," she rasped, voice gravel-thick with lust, nostrils flaring wide to inhale my spiked honey-jasmine scent that filled the room thick as fog.
I whispered, "I am not a bitch..."
"Really?" Elaine smirked at .
"I want to kill you, Elaine."
"Then why are you not killing ?"
"Killing my own husband will reflect bad on my character. I will be the emperor, and I can’t have such a stain on my head." Besides, I can’t have my papa’s na be sullied by this too.
Her large hand hovered a beat too long, callused thumb grazing the sensitive base where my cock t my slit, sending a jolt straight through that arched my hips unbidden. "Perfect little ss. Fight-ready after I purge this—hold still, Your Highness."
"Don’t call that now," I hissed through clenched teeth, thighs trembling as I tried to clamp them shut, silver hair plastered wild across my sweat-slick face. "This isn’t help—it’s you getting off on control."
She chuckled low, dark rumble vibrating from her chest as her knee forced my legs wider still, spreading obscenely open on the rumpled silk sheets.
"Deny it all you want, Your Highness—your cunt’s drooling for my mouth." Without warning, she dipped low, hot breath fanning my folds first—a teasing puff that made my clit throb—before her tongue dragged flat and slow from taint to clit, lapping up the fresh slick in one filthy stripe.
"Nghh! Ahhh..."
I jolted, a choked moan ripping free despite my glare, fingers fisting the sheets as stars burst behind my lids.
"Fuck—Elaine! You are the bitch!" The curse dissolved into a whine as she latched on, lips sealing around my pussy with suction that gauged her cheeks, tongue plunging deep into my clenching heat to fuck in and out with wet, obscene schlick-schlick sounds.
Her nose nudged my cock’s underside rhythmically, the friction maddening as she humd approval, vibrations buzzing straight to my core.
"Ahhh! You... mphmm..."
"Taste even sweeter when you are desperate," she mumbled against my folds, words muffled in slick as her tongue curled inside, stroking that spongy spot that made my toes curl.
"I am not desperate... ahhh..."
One hand gripped my thigh tightly, holding splayed, while the other wrapped my shaft—loose at first, thumb swiping the slit to sar pre-cum, then tightening to stroke base-to-tip in lazy twists.
"This pretty cock’s begging too—I really want it to cry out for ... reach foe ." She pumped firr, calluses dragging delicious friction, twisting at the head while her mouth devoured my pussy relentlessly—sucking clit between her teeth for sharp nips, then soothing with broad laps, free fingers parting my lips wider for deeper tongue-thrusts.
I bucked wildly, back arching off the bed as pleasure coiled vicious in my belly, hate-laced moans spilling free.
"Stop—I don’t—ahh!" Words shattered as she hollowed her cheeks on my clit, sucking hard while jacking my cock faster, pre-cum slicking her palm with lewd squelch.
My hips rolled instinctive, fucking her face despite myself, silver hair thrashing as she growled into my cunt. "That’s it, grind on my tongue like the needy slut you are. Will you fight her tomorrow? You’ll thank when you’re not humping Jennife’s boot in heat haze."
"Shut up—" I gasped, but it twisted into a keen as her fingers joined her tongue—two thick digits plunging knuckle-deep into my spasming pussy, curling ruthless against my walls while her mouth switched to my cock, lips stretching wide around the flushed head.
She swallowed half my length in one go, throat relaxing with expert ease, tongue swirling the underside vein as she bobbed—glurk-glurk—saliva dripping ssy down her chin.
Her fingers scissored wider inside , stretching my slick walls with burn-sweet pressure, thumb circling my clit in firm loops.
Pleasure made lose my mnd, vision blurring as she worked rciless—mouth vacuuming my cock with sloppy suction, free hand fisting the base to milk more pre-cum onto her lashing tongue, fingers now three crooking deep in my pussy to grind that spot unyielding.
"Cum for , Your Highness—flood my throat with your little cock so I can taste how bad you need this," she ordered on an upstroke, popping off my shaft with a wet smack, strings of spit connecting her lips to my throbbing tip. "Or fight it—make earn it."
I broke—orgasm crashing like a raging storm, cock pulsing ropes of cum across her waiting tongue as my pussy gushed around her invading fingers, walls clamping tightly.
She drank it all—swallowing my release with greedy gulps, humming smug as aftershocks wracked boneless.
"Good boy," she purred, licking clean with lazy swipes before rising, chin glossy with my spend.
But she wasn’t done. "Your turn—earn that steady scent." She shed her breeches swift, her massive alpha cock springing free—thick as my wrist, veined and flushed deep purple, knot swelling at the base already, pre-cum beading heavy from the slit. "Suck it proper. Show you’re worth proxy-fighting your battles."
"No—" I started, but she fisted my hair gentle-firm, guiding my mouth to the tip—salty-musky tang bursting on my tongue as she fed inch after inch past my lips.
"Relax your throat, princess—like I taught you." I hollowed cheeks instinctive, tongue moving over the underside as she rocked shallow, hand stroking what I couldn’t swallow yet.
"Fuck—that’s my cock—worship it deep, earn your edge tomorrow." Her groans rumbled low, hips snapping firr as spit dribbled down my chin, my hands gripping her thighs for balance—hate lting to haze under her scent, cock twitching renewed against my belly.
She face-fucked asured—glurk-glurk echoing wet as her knot bumped my lips, free hand tweaking my nipple to spark fresh moans around her girth.
"Swallow every drop when I cum—pri us both."
"Ahhh! Elaine!"
Tension coiled in her abs; she pulled out sudden, fisting herself frantic over my open mouth—splurt-splurt—hot ropes painting my tongue, cheeks, lips as I lapped obedient despite snarls. "Mine," she growled, thumbing cum into my mouth possessively.
Panting, she flipped easy onto my back, knees shoving my thighs wide again. "Now the real purge will begin—fingers till you’re empty." Four digits plunged ruthless into my sopping pussy—stretching burn-sweet, knuckles-deep curls grinding my g-spot while thumb mashed my cock’s head.
"Feel that? Draining every drop of weakness—cum again, flood my hand."
"Elaine—too much—" I wailed, but hips bucked greedy, chasing the overload as she scissored wider, palm slapping my clit with each thrust—squish-squish slick symphony. Her mouth latched my nipple, teeth grazing as she finger-fucked to oblivion, free hand jacking my cock in sync.
"Scream for —let it break."
The second orgasm shattered —pussy squirting clear around her moving fingers, cock spurting weak across my chest as vision whited, body convulsing in her grip. She milked relentlessly, cooing dark, "That’s my fighter—you might save your dignity tomorrow."
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