The mont we burst into the room, I didn't hesitate—I crushed my lips against hers, claiming her in a deep, searing kiss while still holding her in a princess carry.
Our tongues imdiately intertwined, swirling and sliding against each other as we exchanged breathy moans. Her fingers pressed against my chest, feeling the taut muscles beneath my shirt, her touch hesitant yet filled with hunger. Her breath ca in short, heated gasps through her nose, her body lting into mine.
Without breaking the kiss, I tugged at the upper part of her shirt, slipping it down to expose her heaving chest. My lips trailed downward before capturing one of her hardened nipples between them.
"Hyaaaan~! Ahhh!"
Her back arched against , her body reacting instinctively to my touch. I swirled my tongue around her sensitive bud, teasing it before sucking with a slow, deliberate rhythm. The soft flesh molded perfectly against my tongue, filling my mouth with warmth and a faint, intoxicating sweetness.
After savoring her for a mont, I set her down. Her legs trembled beneath her, wobbling unsteadily before I caught her by the waist, steadying her with a firm grip.
My gaze dropped to her bountiful chest, which rose and fell with each shuddering breath. They were undeniably large—an H-cup at least. Comparing them to Gabrielle's I-cup, hers were only slightly smaller, but still magnificently full and perky, defying gravity despite their sheer size.
A wicked smirk played on my lips as I leaned in, capturing her lips once more. This ti, there was no hesitation—our tongues danced feverishly, twining together as if desperate to taste every inch of each other. The heat between us intensified, our bodies pressing so tightly together that I could feel the quickening thrum of her heartbeat against my own.
When we finally pulled back, a thin, glistening strand of saliva stretched between our parted lips, shimring in the dim light before snapping.
With her face flushed and her eyes hazy with desire, she moved toward the bed, sinking onto the mattress with a soft whimper.
"Uuuu..." she whimpered, shifting slightly as I lood over her, drinking in the sight of her sprawled beneath .
"You're beautiful, Rose," I murmured, my voice low and husky.
She opened her mouth as if to respond, but I silenced her with another kiss. Our tongues t in a slow, sensual dance, entwining, tasting, devouring one another as heat pooled between us.
My hand slid beneath her shirt, fingertips grazing the smooth expanse of her stomach before traveling upward, cupping her bare breast directly.
Her body jolted at the contact, a sharp gasp escaping her lips.
Her breasts were a perfect contradiction—soft and pliant, yet firm and bouncy. My fingers molded into the warm, supple flesh, feeling the way they yielded yet resisted under my grip.
"Hnnn!" She moaned, biting her lip, her breath hitching as I kneaded her.
"Your nipples are already so hard... You must have been looking forward to the second round," I teased, rolling the stiffened peak between my fingers.
"I-I don't need to hear that...!" she stamred, her blush deepening as she shot a flustered glare.
Smirking, I grasped the hem of her shirt and lifted it higher, exposing her heaving breasts, with one of it still constrained by the straining fabric of her bra. With a slow, deliberate motion, I slid the garnt upward, freeing it entirely.
Her bare breasts were breathtaking—majestic, full, and impossibly tempting. My breath hitched at the sheer beauty of them, the way they stood so perfectly even without support, her nipples already hardened to stiff peaks.
I couldn't resist.
Leaning in, I took one of the aching buds into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it before sucking greedily.
"Hnnn! Ahhh..." she moaned, her hands flying to my head, fingers tangling in my hair as she arched into my touch.
I flicked my gaze upward, locking eyes with her as I continued to suck, watching every reaction play across her flushed face.
Her erald eyes, heavy with desire, t mine, dark and smoldering with sothing deep and unreadable.
"Y-You really like breasts, huh?" she murmured breathlessly.
I pulled back just enough to answer. "Yes." My voice was husky, thick with want. "Yours are particularly juicy."
She pouted, her expression turning slightly sulky. "How many won have you said that to?"
I tilted my head, pretending to think. Honestly, I couldn't rember.
"Well... if you really love mine, then..." she trailed off, shifting before suddenly pushing herself up.
Her gaze held a newfound determination as she stood before .
"Sit at the edge of the bed," she commanded.
I didn't question it—I already knew what she was planning. With a smirk, I obeyed, positioning myself at the edge of the mattress.
"Ugh... I can't believe I'm actually going to do this..."
Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached for the last piece of clothing still clinging to her body.
Then, in one swift motion, she stripped herself completely bare.
Her discarded clothes fell carelessly to the floor, forgotten.
And there she stood, utterly naked before .
The dim light cast soft shadows across her smooth, porcelain skin, accentuating every delicate curve of her breathtaking body. My eyes road over her—her full, round breasts, her toned stomach, the soft dip of her waist.
I swallowed hard.
Her breasts were perfect. Even as she moved, they remained firm and impossibly perky, barely jiggling despite their generous size.
I was entranced, utterly unable to look away.
Then, she stepped between my legs, lowering herself until she was kneeling before .
She gazed up at , her erald eyes glowing with both nervousness and sothing far deeper.
And in that mont, with her bare body exposed, her lips parted ever so slightly, and her eyes locked onto mine...
She looked utterly srizing
I swallowed hard once more, my Adam's apple bobbing as Rose hesitated for a brief mont before leaning in closer. Then, with slow, deliberate movents, she nestled my cock between the plush valley of her ample breasts.
A guttural groan rumbled deep in my chest as the sensation crashed over —warm, pillowy softness engulfing my throbbing length. My cock throbbed violently between her mounds, the heat of her skin sending a wave of pleasure that curled around my spine like fire.
"L-Like this...?" she murmured, her breath ghosting over my skin as she tried to navigate the act.
She squeezed her breasts together, her delicate fingers sinking into the pillowy flesh, pressing them tightly around my cock. I gritted my teeth, barely able to contain the raw pleasure ripping through . The slick head of my cock peeked out from the top of her cleavage, glistening with precum, twitching with every subtle movent of her body.
"You should use so lubricant," I rasped, my voice hoarse with lust. "It'll make it slide easier."
Her face turned a deep shade of crimson. "I-I know that..." she stamred, her hands trembling slightly against her own skin.
Then, without hesitation, she parted her lips and extended her tongue, allowing a thick strand of saliva to drip from her mouth. The warm liquid dribbled down, slipping between her breasts and trickling over my length, coating in a glistening sheen of wetness.
A shudder wracked my body as the heat of her spit seeped into my skin, sending an electric jolt straight to my core. My cock twitched violently, reacting instinctively to the slippery warmth.
Then, she moved.
Her breasts, soft and pliant, pressed and molded around my shaft as she began to glide them along my length. The friction was exquisite—silken, smooth, and utterly consuming. Each rise and fall of her supple flesh sent a fresh surge of bliss pulsing through my veins.
"Does this feel good...?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly as she gazed up at through her long lashes, erald eyes glistening.
Instead of answering, I reached forward, cupping her chin and tilting her face toward mine. Without a second thought, I leaned down and captured her lips in a deep, fervent kiss.
She lted into instantly, her tongue slipping past my lips and tangling with mine. She kissed with hunger, swirling her wet muscle against my own, tasting as she continued to slide her breasts up and down my cock.
The combination was intoxicating—the slick heat of her tongue, the supple pressure of her breasts, the warm wetness of her saliva seeping between them. My entire body burned with need.
I finally pulled back, a thin strand of saliva stretching between our lips before snapping. My breath ca in ragged pants as I watched her gather more spit in her mouth, letting it spill down over her breasts, ensuring my cock was drenched in its slick warmth.
Then, her gaze lowered.
Her erald eyes fixated on the thick, pulsing head of my cock as it peeked through her cleavage. Without breaking eye contact, she leaned forward and sealed her lips around it.
A sharp hiss escaped , my fingers tightening into the sheets as I felt the wet heat of her mouth engulf the tip.
Her lips wrapped around , her tongue swirling against the sensitive underside as she hollowed her cheeks and sucked with slow, steady pressure.
At the sa ti, her breasts continued their rhythmic motion, gliding smoothly along my shaft, massaging between their pillowy softness while she bobbed her head up and down.
It was like being sucked into a black hole—her mouth an irresistible force, warm and wet and utterly consuming.
She gazed up at again, those deep erald eyes filled with sothing I couldn't quite place, her lips stretched around my cock as she continued to suck deeper into her mouth.
The sight alone had spiraling over the edge.
"Ah… Fuck—I'm cumming…!" I groaned, my voice rough, guttural, desperate.
My entire body locked up as pleasure crashed over like a violent storm.
"Mmmghhh!?"
Rose's eyes widened as my cock erupted inside her mouth, thick ropes of cum flooding her cheeks in hot, heavy spurts.
Her throat worked desperately as she tried to swallow everything, her lips sealed tightly around , her fingers gripping my thighs for support.
Her cheeks bulged from the sheer volu, and I could feel her struggling to take it all in.
It felt like my very soul had just been ejaculated into her.
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